Shadowbound Flame
Sierra’s POV
The sky was red again—but not the soft, blushing kind. No, this was bruised light. Torn open. Bleeding over the horizon like a wound.
Sierra stood barefoot in a field of black feathers. They moved when she tried to step, sliding under her like liquid, writhing in anticipation. Above her, the sun was a cold, watching eye, stripped of warmth.
And ahead—
Her mother waited.
Long, pale hair whipped around her face in some phantom wind. Sharp features carved from memory now sharpened further, haunted, terrified.
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