Bloodbound: The legacy of Serelai
Everyone watched, holding their breath.
The golden fruits grew until they were the size of apples, each one unique, each one glowing with an inner fire. The light from them pushed back the dreary twilight, painting the faces of the people in warm, gold tones. For the first time in days, they could see each other clearly.
Then, one of the fruits, a perfectly round one, detached from its branch. It didn’t fall. It floated. It drifted gently down, moving as if through water, until it came to a stop, hovering right in front of Sela.
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