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How could he willingly walk the path I’ve fought like hell to leave?
How fucking dare they pull my dragon from the sky, snare and hurt the one who anchors my existence.
In my final act of resistance, I become the very thing I despise. Maybe it’s good that I can’t feel a single damned thing.
Shadow brings quiet.
I’m no longer on the ice—I am the ice.
She is warmth and light and air and love.
I love her. That is the emotion I cling to, the fire of pure power burning at the feeling’s edges, and I know if I take it any further, it will be the next and final piece to float away.
I’ve never felt so strong and so defeated at the same time.
What even am I? Hers.
her decision will determine our fate.”
It’s not just any ring on any finger. It’s the finger.

