Duskbound

by Bree Grenwich

For those who learned that darkness doesn't devour. It forges.

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I’d grown up hearing tales of glorious victories and noble sacrifices. But there was no glory here. Only ashes and shadows.

You're different. He'd meant it as a gift, but now the words felt like chains. How many times would I let others decide what that difference meant?

In times past, the Strykka was a path to glory, a way to prove one's worth." He paused, his eyes sweeping over the assembled nobles and military leaders. "But now, as our realm faces its greatest challenge, these brave souls offer themselves for something far darker—the survival of our realm."

"That's the thing about power—it's not about controlling it perfectly. It's about choosing to keep fighting even when it feels impossible."

No one ever expected anything of me."

"I'm scared," I admitted. "Good," Rethlyn said. "It means you understand what's at stake."