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“We’re all broken, Aheia. It’s what gives us strength. Only the broken can grow.”
“My violent little creature—not at all what the Mithra think you are. Does anyone else know this side of you, Ruhí?”
Fire fixed everything.
Arioch wrapped himself in his shadows, closing his eyes for a moment to try and calm his breathing and just feel. He was searching for a pull, a pointer, anything that might tell him where she was, but he came up short.
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He stilled, whispers rising from his back, his shadows coaxing him into their depths, her voice and his name repeating over and over and over again. He let his darkness roam, the tendrils taking control and swallowing him whole, before spitting him back out somewhere deep underneath the surface of Aljira.
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