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No one in their right mind would look at it and think it’s the hideout of Pasithea’s Emperor. When Z arrived just outside it, she raised her hand. A light burst from somewhere and, with a blink, ignited a dark flame that engulfed Z’s whole body. It gave off a tickling feeling, but it disappeared just as her shadow started feeling a little edgy. She was wearing her shadow as usual. It was shaped into a tube and leggings that flew off sparks now and then. But it wasn’t really what extinguish the fire. It vanished because she had no weapon that would deem the council suspicious. Otherwise, it would’ve burnt her to death.

I finally said as I was passed into Javi’s arms. “I’m so fucking sorry baby, I’m so--” “Shh,” I cut him off. The darkness came again. I was in the dark again, like the time I saw Noora years ago. But there was nothing, just darkness. I tried yelling for someone, but there was nothing. What the hell did this mean? I thought about what Noora said in the first dream, and it all made sense. The prize was the bomb, I knew that now, and I never took my eyes off it, and maybe I was meant to see it through.

I clear my voice and took a deep breath as I mentally prepare myself to read this monstrosity. ’I love you. I know for a fact that I will never be able to understand why you question how much I do... But you have given me something I’ve never had. And that’s my shadow. Love isn’t selfless, sweet, or innocent. Love is dark, selfish, and passionate. And I wouldn’t have known what love genuinely was without you. Love is a dangerous drug with intoxicating feelings as side effects. You may think being my shadow is terrible, but what is light without its darkness? What’s a life without the inevitable death? You must realize how much you mean to me, right? I even made this sappy speech for you. But

•|•|• "Remember my son, Hope is the ember that kindles the soul. Without it—we simply turn to stone." •|•|• [SHADE SHADOWS] My fingers slide down the wood of the shelves, feeling for dust as I walk mindlessly in between aisles. I note that they return clean as if someone had spent hours here. Perhaps Madam called for a maid whilst we slaves were away. I do not dwell too much on the mystery. I have too many mysteries to solve already.

“Just down the street, a ten-minute walk. Don’t shake too much, unless you want to catch a cold.’ We both walked down the dark street and silence was between us as we walked. He just kept smoking nonstop and his eyes seemed kind of dark to me. I was getting a little frightened, wondering if I should take another route and run away from this dude who seemed mysterious to me. If it was sex he wanted, I don’t care. I could feel my pussy dripping wet. Fuck, he was hot.

Emily There were many aspects of my family history that always raised questions for me. As these came to light, it seemed that a dark shadow was re-emerging to dim the brightness of the future. It was a presence of the past that instilled panic in me and wanted to cast a shadow over the days ahead. All the information came piling in, and I felt like a defenseless baby. What was my fault that my mother didn’t keep her home and ran after another man? And what did I have to do with her misunderstandings with “Dad”?

At his side, Ember reveled in the heat, lifting her face to the rays of the sun, soaking it in. He watched her, in between sweeping gazes over the street and buildings around them, ever vigilant for attack, for there were always those humans who sought to prey on others. The sun had reddened her cheeks, forehead, and nose, and her hair shimmered with absorbed heat. She was storing energy, basking in the bright golden rays of sunshine. Her beauty astonished and awed him. Like a flame, she was both fragile and fierce, the warmth of a hearth, but also the danger of a raging forest fire.

To what we’ve unleashed. The wyrm is not just a monster. Not merely a beast that chases us. It’s the embodiment of something far older. Far darker. Something bound to us. To our story. “Eve...” Shadow turns to me, and in his face, I see a mixture of despair and sorrow. “I think we’ve opened something we won’t be able to close.” The fear in his voice stops my heart for a beat. I don’t want it to be true. I don’t want to believe we’ve come this far just to lose.

“Embers that Erase Names!” Light swept across the darkness, but the shadow did not shatter. Instead, it laughed. “You cannot destroy will, Rayden. That same will lives in you.” Rayden stopped mid-air. His breathing was heavy. The laughter echoed from every direction. Then a shadowed hand rose from the ground and pierced through his chest. Rayden staggered, blood spraying, but strangely, the flames around his body only grew larger. “You’re right,” he whispered, his voice beginning to distort from the heat. “You live in me.”

The shadow let out an unearthly shriek and dissipated into the air. Breathing hard, drenched in rain and sweat, Emma approached the node. It was a small, cylindrical device, glowing faintly, humming in sync with the shadows outside. She knew what to do. She connected her signal device, forcing its pulse into the node. The hum intensified, reverberating through her bones. The shadows outside twisted and shrieked, retreating into corners as the node’s connection faltered. Emma’s fingers ached, sweat and rain dripping down her arms, but she held firm. Finally, the hum steadied, the shadows froze, and the node went dark.