Chapter 15 The Labyrinth of Echoes

Lyra’s world shrank to a tunnel of black water, her lungs searing as she kicked and twisted against the icy grip at her ankle. Panic surged in her chest a primal, animal urge to break free or die trying. Her claws raked against the unseen hand, but it did not bleed or flinch. It was colder than anyt...

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