What the Earth RememberDaria's POVHearing my name dragged from that hollow mouth sent a chill crawling up my spine, something ancient and cold. It wasn’t fear, not really; I had faced fear too many times to confuse it with anything else. This was recognition. Whatever had emerged from that tunnel knew me.“Daria.” The name came again, wet and raspy, as if the creature’s throat hadn’t uttered a sound in centuries and resented the effort.Lucius stood firm, his sword arm steady, but I could feel him tense beside me. “It knows you.”“I heard.” My voice came out steadier than I felt inside. “Get back.”“Not without you.”There was no time for debate. The creature lunged forward, and behind it, two more clawed their way out of the tunnel, dirt cascading off their pale, sunken limbs. Up close, I could see they had once been something else with enough shape left to hint at hands, a spine, the ghost of a face but whatever magic had bound them had hollowed them out, leaving only an insatiabl
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