Lyra’s POVThe Rift no longer felt empty. Every vibration of the black glass beneath my feet, every whisper of the silver veins, reminded me of what I had to become. Kael had been right. I needed training. Not tomorrow, not later but now.“Focus,” Kael said, standing a few paces away. His eyes glimmered, unreadable, dangerous. “You feel the bond, don’t you? You can hear it, the rhythm beneath your skin. Let it guide you. Control it, or it will control you.”I clenched my fists. The mark on my palm burned, throbbing in time with his heartbeat, as though my body had no choice but to follow his lead. I took a deep breath and tried to still the chaos inside me.“Good,” Kael said. “Now, feel the Rift. Not just beneath your feet. Around you. In every shadow, every vein of silver. Sense the pull of life and death. Sense the energy of the world. Bend it. Shape it.”I tried, the Rift responded, small at first. A ripple in the black glass beneath me. A shiver along the edges of the silver veins
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