Chapter 20- The Battle

Valira POV

The shadows have started whispering back. It began as faint echoes, like wind through a crypt. But now? Now her voice curls around me like a lover’s breath. Raelith. My goddess. My queen of rot and ruin. She speaks in riddles and madness and I devour every word like sacrament.

“I am clo...

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