The nightmare’s voice fills me as I fall into shadow. Grey shapes slip past my eyes, a lifetime of broken promises ringing in my ears. I knew – I always knew – that this city is not mine. These people are not mine. And I will never be theirs.
At the center of it: the Throne sits silent, ancient. Waiting for me to awaken. To see the world as it is.
I awaken to the sound of my mother, shouting my name.
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