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Blake

I wake to full darkness, a nearly full moon painting the bedroom in strips of silver. Moonlight illuminates Marianna and Skye, the latter stretched out like a starfish between us, one fist resting against Marianna’s cheek while the other clutches my wrinkled shirt in a death grip. My body feels heavy, and my brain takes several seconds to register the room around us. I’ve been asleep most of the day, and well into the night, which hasn’t happened in many years.

I’m still not fully awake as I untangle Skye’s fingers from my shirt. She opens her eyes to slits but quickly succumbs to a deep slumber again before I’ve loosened her fingers enough to slip free.

Everything that happened in the last day or so barrels back to me the second my feet touch the floor. I slump on the edge of the mattress, hanging my head in my hands as the visions I saw ripple through my head.

The stars are now quiet, like they’ve done their job and can now rest, just like I have. Bastards.

I change my clo
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    LexaBright pain laces down my back with every step as I walk out of the woods and onto pearls of gravel. I’m not sure where I am, but it’s not the port. A shadow rises in the near distance. My vision ebbs in and out–a wall. The Glade. I’m standing on a rise and looking down at the city, at the capital of Pantharas, and beyond. My knees give out. Blood trails down my back. Hands grip my arms, yanking me upright. “Kaleb?” I croak, squinting against a rush of bright light threatening to blind me, but everyone around me is speaking in the fae tongue–and rapidly. I pick out a few words but nothing substantial. Nothing that gives me any idea of what happens next. I just won the Trials. I won. I did it, Kaleb. I won for us–“I am her sponsor now. Let her go!” Silas’s voice rips through the fray, and suddenly, I’m in his arms, which isn’t right. He shouldn’t be here. He kept having to leave, to go to the Highwoods, wherever that is. “K–Kaleb?” I cry out. Silas scoops me into his arms,

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