The blood mirror collapsed at my feet.For one second, the tower stayed silent.Then Althea made a sound I would never forget.It was not a scream.Screams had force. Screams fought their way out.This was smaller. Older. The sound of grief finding one more room inside a body that should have been full already.She folded to her knees beside the blood.Mara caught her before she hit the stone too hard.“Mira,” Althea whispered.The blood from the mirror spread in a thin pool across the floor, too bright, too red, too alive. It slid b
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