HIS STOLEN PRIDE
Lucia screamed his name, but her voice was lost in the storm.
He saw everything at once—the world transforming, people dissolving into energy, the earth glowing like the inside of a dying star. He felt Elena’s presence within it all, fragmented, desperate, fighting to reach him through the noise. Alessandro… help me stop it. Her voice echoed through his mind like wind through a canyon. His vision blurred, gold bleeding into white. “Tell me how,” he whispered. Find the root beneath the sea… cut it, or there will be no return. Then the figure’s hand closed, and the connection snapped. Alessandro fell, crashing against the earth. The light dimmed momentarily as the figure dissolved into mist. L
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