Marked and forsaken
I say
I understand he says with a nods and leaves.
I hold my ground as the moon sets, waiting for Caelorn’s signal. The silence drags like forever. No whisper, no scrape, no sign. I guess I have to try by myself
“Let’s go home,” I mutter to my soul.
The lock yields easily beneath my hand.The open door is no victory, only a lure. Beyond it lies a path dimly lit, patrolled by Protectors—wolf-eyed protectors who see even through shadow.
One turns toward me. My body flattens to the stone wall, breath locked, eyes clenched tight as if that alone could strip me from sight. His gaze hooks into me, sharp as fang. In that hopeless heartbeat, I brace for chains, for the dragging back.
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