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The Aftermath

Author: Jay_Chula
last update Last Updated: 2024-12-25 22:50:45

The sanctuary was silent, yet it echoed with Selene’s absence. The walls that once protected us were nothing more than scorched rubble, remnants of her power lingering in the air like a ghost refusing to leave. The faint scent of burnt stone and charred wood clawed at my senses, but it was nothing compared to the emptiness that hollowed out my chest.

We stood there for a moment, unable to move, as if we were waiting for her to step out of the ashes, to tell us it was all some cruel illusion. But she didn’t. She wouldn’t.

I stumbled forward, my legs unsteady beneath me. The place where Selene had unleashed her final spell still glowed faintly, the magic burning like embers. I knelt there, the heat of it biting against my skin, but I didn’t care.

“She’s gone,” I whispered, the words tasting foreign and wrong in my mouth.

Rigel loomed behind me, his silence as heavy as the world itself. He didn’t offer comfort, didn’t say a word, because what was there to say? His grief, though masked in
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