CRIMSON FANG ALPHA AND HIS CURSED MATE
The heat embraced me, as though trying to mend the fractures in my spirit.
I sank beneath the surface. The world blurred into silence. My hair floated around me, weightless. My worries drifted outside the boundary of the water, dissolving like bubbles breaking on the surface.
A voice, faint, distant, echoed in my ears.
Then, abruptly, hands. Strong, unyielding hands seized my shoulders and pulled me upward. I gasped, lungs burning, eyes flying open.
Varyon stood over me.
Light streamed through the window behind him, sunlight. Warm. Golden. Impossible.
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