He had to get into that dark, had to find her. “Let go,” he growled again. A rumbling shook the earth, and they froze. Beneath them some huge power was surging—a behemoth rising from the deep. They turned toward the darkness. And Rowan could have sworn that a golden light arced through it, then disappeared. “That’s impossible,” Gavriel breathed. “She burned out.” Rowan didn’t dare blink. Her burnouts had always been self-imposed, some inner barrier composed of fear and a lingering desire for normalcy that kept her from accepting the true depth of her power. The creatures fed on despair and
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