Chapter 71 The Space Between Becoming

The room had no walls.

Or perhaps it had too many.

It was not dark. It was not lit.

Everything felt like a memory that hadn’t been assigned to time yet.

Cael stood in the center.

Not as a weapon.

Not as the boy Anil once met.

Not as the almost-legend Ardan had tried to design.

He stood like som...

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