Academy Of Cursed Hearts
He was darkness itself, bound in human form.
“This is me,” he said, his voice broken in different fragments, echoing with a thousand whispers. “The cursed immortal. The one they couldn’t kill. The one the gods abandoned.”
My heart pounded, but I stepped closer, reaching out. The shadows brushed on my skin, but they didn’t burn me. Instead, they curled around my wrist like they recognized me.
“You’re not alone anymore,” I whispered.
His eyes widened, just for a second, and something unspoken passed between us—fragile, dangerous, undeniable.
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