Hey. Easy. I'm not your enemy.

Mira's POV

My body cooled by degrees as the change worked through it, the air siphoned from my lungs, no strength left in me to struggle. I could only lie on my back in the cold dirt.

"Am I... dying?" I murmured.

My vision blurred into a flat grey. Somewhere in the haze I heard my pup's thin, s...

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