River witch
The sirens’ skin began to crack.
One by one, they screamed—disassembling into pure light, then into nothing.
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When it ended, the island was quiet again.
The light above faded—just a little.
The sky began to darken, truly darken, for the first time in days.
Jonas collapsed onto the boat deck.
Sefina leaned into Maya’s arms.
“I almost forgot everything,” she whispered. “Even you.”
Maya hugged her tighter.
“That’s what the Third Tide wants. To erase, not kill.”