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Drum of the Heart

Penulis: Hallie Shoemaker
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Drum of the Heart

They sat a while, speaking low. She told him about the way Balor had looked at the burned hall this morning—as if the fire had scoured him from the inside while sparing his skin. She told him about Stratton’s haunted face, the Crescent Beta’s voice going hoarse as he called the night’s dead by name. She told him about a pup who kept asking where the stars had gone with all the smoke above the roofline.

Osiris listened without flinching. He asked for the names she could remember and repeated them back to her, as if in the saying he might carry a corner of the weight. He described Pine Wood winters, rabid cold and the way the northern lights looked when the sky decided to remember it was a cathedral. He said the first time he’d felt Dax rise in his skin, he’d cried from joy and fear at once.

Somewhere between one story and the next, the trembling left her hands.

“I came because I didn’t know where else to put it all,” she confessed. “The anger. The guilt. The ache that
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