ASHES OF THE LUNA QUEEN
“I will erase the page.”
Liolai turned toward the cage, And the Ink-Eater saw her, Its voice cracked into inkblades. “You cannot hold both!”
“You cannot save him and the world!”
“You are not powerful enough!”
Liolai extended both hands, one toward the cage, the other toward the Queen. “I’m not going to rewrite anyone,” she said.
“I’m going to finish the story.”
She slammed her palms together, A surge of raw, white narrative light erupted, blinding, fierce, final. One life, One thread, One truth, A child who chose not to be a god.
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