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“ Layla, you’re not chaffing anyone, ” Tyrrell’s voice cut through the thick silence that had settled over them. His tone was sharper than usual, but his eyes those eyes she had always trusted were full of concern. Layla had tried to bury her emotions, tried to ignore the eating feeling in the hole of her stomach, but Tyrrell knew her too well.What do you mean? she asked, quiet, pretending innocence. She had no idea why she indeed bothered. Tyrrell could see right through her, anyway, and right now there was not indeed a point trying to hide it.“ You’ve been. different recently, ” he said, taking a step closer, his eyes narrowing slightly as he examined her. “ You’re not talking as important. You’re. distant. You’ve got this look in your eyes, like you’re nearly differently entirely. What’s going on, Layla ”She felt the weight of his aspect , felt the verity of his words sinking in. For the once many days, she had been keeping her distance from everyone. But the visions the whisper
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" Are you sure about this?" Tyrrell's voice was low, edged with concern, as he looked over at Layla. The two of them stood on the edge of their camp, looking out at the darkened horizon, a sense of unease hanging between them like the weight of an approaching storm. His hand, steady but firm, rested on her shoulder, resting her as the silence around them pressed in.For several moments, Layla said nothing. She let out a pulsing breath, as if she shook off the feeling that eroded at her. She felt. different. There was no denying it presently. Her powers were coming- changeable, willful , inarguable. It felt as if, with Duncan's retreat only temporary, they were standing on the threshold of something so much worse.I do not know what is passing to me, Tyrrell, Layla eventually rumored, her voice soft but full of the weight of her words. It's like every day I feel. more. further power, further responsibility, further questions. And with Duncan still out there, I do not know what to antic
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" You really suppose this is the right thing to do?" Tyrrell's voice sliced through the silent room, concern etched upon his words as he paced across the room, his hands strained at his sides, his knuckles white from the restraint of keeping them still.Layla did not turn to him incontinently. She had been looking at the door, staying. He'd promised to meet her tonight. In the quiet moments, her thoughts churned. The visions, the whispers, the power coursing through her- it was each too important. But the only way she was going to understand it was by reaching out to the one person who sounded to know something about it. The only one who had appeared during the fight, the one who had given her those cryptic words that dallied like an itch she could not scratch." I've to, Tyrrell," Layla said vocally, her voice pigmented with query, yet resoluteness. She eventually faced him, her eyes heavy with the weight of the decision she had made." I can not keep pretending that I've everything f
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Layla sat at the edge of her bed, gaping blankly out the window, her mind a whirlwind of confusion and fear. The night had fallen quiet around her, the soft hum of the world outside only heightening the silence that pressed in on her from every side. Ever since the prophecy had started indurate up within her mind, she had not been suitable to get relieve of this feeling of dread nestled in her casket. It was as if it was gradationally crushing her down.She felt him before she heard him. Tyrrell. His presence was always like a steady palpitation, assuring, familiar. Yet, tonight, it felt ever different. There was something in the way he moved toward her, his movements acting to reach out across the space between them, the wall she had not meant to make but could not tear down." Layla," his voice was soft but thick with concern as he stopped just behind her." You’ve been over then for hours. Everything alright?"The question got to her heart and tensed it. She had not wanted him to no
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Layla woke with a jolt, her breath coarse and labored, the echoes of the dream still rattling her veritably bones. She sat up in bed, her heart pounding against her caricature pen like some kind of crazy war barrel. The room was pitch black, save the dim moonlight that managed to slip its way through the curtains. She turned a regard at Tyrrell, who lay sleeping serenely beside her, his chest rising and falling in regular intervals. She begrudged the peace that always sounded to shirk her." Again," she murmured, her voice low, running a hand through the tangles of her hair. The dreams, they noway stopped. With each passing night, they came more pictorial, more pertinacious, drawing her further along a path she was n't at each certain she wished to traipse.Always that figure stood in her life altitudinous, covered by murk, with a voice deep and foreboding; he spoke to her in mysteries, each one making her skin bottleneck. It had formerly told her she was meant for something bigger, m
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" Why do I feel like I am drowning?" Layla murmured to herself as she stood on the edge of the cliff, the wind whipping her hair around her face. Below her, the ocean roared like an angry beast, a constant memorial of the chaos swirling inside her.Her mind had been a maze of fancies, fears, and the vaticination that lay heavy upon her chest. For days, she had tried to erect together everything that had come too important to bear; the more she set up out, the more lost she felt." You’re not drowning," a voice said from behind her, pulling her from her thoughts. She did n’t need to turn around to know it was Tyrrell. His presence was constant, a steady anchor in a world that felt like it was falling piecemeal.She took a deep breath in, filling her lungs to capacity before exhaling sluggishly." Feels like I am," she confessed, her voice quieter than normal." I allowed I could handle this. Allowed it would make sense. But the more I try to figure it out, the worse it gets."Tyrrell ste
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" You do not understand," Layla rumored, her voice slightly holding the fluctuate. All this the weight of her powers, the prophecy, the impending battle- was too important to bear alone. She stood at the window, a witness as the horizon darkened with each passing minute the sun traveled further west." It's noway been about us. It noway was."He stood a many bases down, his arms crossed over his casket as he watched her with an intensity she could not read. His silence only served to make the pressure between them heavier, thickening it, suffocating. She could feel the gap between them grow wider, every fleeting moment reminding her of the distance that had crept in since she would first learned the truth about her role." You are right," Tyrrell eventually said, his voice softer than usual." I do not understand it, and perhaps I noway will. But I do understand that I am losing you, Layla." His words were like a gut punch. The look in his eyes- pained, frustrated, defeated- nearly shat
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" You prevaricated to me." Layla's voice was no further than a tale, but the weight within that unpretentious tone stilled the air around them. Her hands shook at her sides, gripped so tightly into fists that her nails dug into her triumphs. She slightly felt it. She slightly felt anything past the burning in her chest.Alexander was across from her, his face undecipherable, a flicker of something- regret? No. He did not get to lament this. Not after everything." Layla-" Do n't." Her voice whipped out, like a scourge cracking through whatever excuse he was about to throw at her." You do not get to explain. You do not get to twist this into something it's not. Just tell me the verity for formerly. Was any of it real? Any of it at all?"Alexander exhaled, his jaw tightening." It was noway meant to be like this."It was a sharp laugh that tasted of bane; it smelled at Layla's lingo." What does that indeed mean? You played me. You played all of us." She took another step closer, gaping
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“You’re sure this is the place” Layla asked, her voice tight with a blend of jitters and determination. She squinched low, her eyes surveying the darkened landscape beyond the trees, where the faintest figure of the enemy's fort impended. The night was still, save for the occasional howl of leaves. The air felt thick, as if it was holding its breath.Tyrrell jounced. His aspect cut through the murk sprucely." The information's good. The rogue wolves we've encountered are from this area. We cannot let them get any further, Layla. We need answers."Layla's jaw tensed, her heart pounding in her chest. also, we take them, she said, her voice firm. We get the answers we need, and we do it presto.Tyrrell's eyes darted to her." Stay focused. We need to move still.She smelled her teeth but said nothing. It had been a long way, and the last thing she wanted was to peril this chance at getting inside enemy home. Every step had been calculated, every moment measured. The enemy's operations wer
