Chapter 12

KORMAC/TITUS

Through stars and darkness, I fell. Spinning and spinning, glassy angelus shell breaking apart, peeling away like a man skinned alive.

Losing Titus.

Gaining Kormac.

The fall burned me, hurt like it shouldn’t, a different plunge into an old life. A corrupted soul, a dying creature from beyond these stars.

Goodbye…

Goodbye…

Goodbye…

Nothing but the dark now, the pinprick of Faerie below me. Closer. Closer.

Burning.

Agony.

Closer still, the pinprick growing in size, opening up to me as a flower to the sun.

Valance…

I’m coming, Valance.

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