Bloodbound: Heart Of The Witch
It was too tight, and his breath came out in a shallow puff.
He could hear a small sob. He knew he needed to save her, needed to reach her before it was too late. But it would always be too late.
He waved his hands, trying to break the circle with his magick, but like every time, his magick never worked in the nightmare. In the nightmare, he was always a weakling with no power. He was always, always the normal one. For once, he wanted his magick, and he never got it.
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