When the roaring fae are only feet away, when my blood has soaked the surface and Dommik takes his last breath, the bridge suddenly explodes. It shatters like ice. Obliterating in a blink. The bridge doesn’t break this time. It unmakes. It’s blaring and blinding. Light and mist and sound and void—all of it erupting out and sucking in. Dommik and I are thrown off the gray surface that no longer exists. Leaving life behind with the final drops of our unbeating hearts. With the last spot of vision, with our bodies wrapped tightly around each other, Dommik and I fall into the void. Into the death.
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OH MY FUCKING GOD
