Tears' Curse
"Only I can grant that dream of yours."
Miracle's pulse thundered in her ears. She strained to see through the chaos, her fingers clenching the damp earth beneath her. Beside her, Melvin's breath hitched. He moved before she could, grabbing her and pressing her down, his palm firm against her lips. His wide, terrified eyes spoke the warning his voice dared not.
Then—
A sudden, merciless squall tore through the clearing, howling like a beast unchained. The air thickened, pressure shifting like the world itself was exhaling its wrath. Wind lashed through the trees, ripping grass from its roots, flinging dust and debris into the sky.
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