Mirror of the Greykin
She could feel it pulling at her very soul, threatening to break her down, to unravel her until there was nothing left.
“Listen to me,” Cassian continued, his voice steady despite the panic swirling between them. “I’m not going anywhere. You have the Heart, but it doesn’t have you. Not unless you let it.”
The words hit her like a shock of cold water. **The Heart doesn’t have me.**
In that instant, the world slowed. The pulse in her chest began to fade, the rush of magic ebbing away like a receding tide. The raw power simmered beneath her skin, but it was no longer a torrent—it was a simmer, contained, almost manageable.
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