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Chapter 11: Untethered

I am unconscious and untethered, grasping in the black. Flailing, my center gone, the drawn-out lines of my affinity shattered.

Stripped bare.

I’m spiraling down into a bottomless void. Crying out into the nothing.

Vale’s fire firmly grasps hold of me, and I hang on for dear life. His flames are tentative at first, then flare as he finds me, his heat burning hot and steady.

I hang on, as if dangling off a cliff. Desperation courses through me.

I hang on for Wren. For my grandfather. For Jules.

I can’t die.

Vale holds tight, his fire looped like a burning crown around my wrist.