My body went over the railing in what felt like slow motion. The last thing I saw was Raihn, his eyes wide and terrified, as he yanked his sword from a body and ran for me— He looked so, so scared. I reached for him, but I was already falling. Worlds blended together in my weightlessness. In one world, I couldn’t hear anything over the sound of screams and explosions and desperate commands. In another, I could hear nothing but my father’s voice from an old memory. Could feel nothing but his grip, so firm it hurt—but then again, that was Vincent’s love, hidden in sharp edges and always just as
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