CRAVING THE PRIMORDIAL ELDER
For a long, agonizing moment, the only sound was the wet, ragged gasping of Silas’s breath…Then, Mira closed her eyes.
A soft, low hum began to vibrate through the floorboards, then suddenly, a brilliant blue light erupted from her palms. It wasn't the soft green light of Socha’s healing, and it also wasn't destructive. It was a cool, blue liquid that seemed to flow directly into Silas’s skin, tracing the intricate lines of his nerves like glowing ink.
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