Lynn's POV
Voices in the darkness. Two of them, speaking over each other.
One was gentle. Warm. Feminine and soothing. "Come back, little one. Come back to me. You're safe now. You're protected."
The other was cold. Harsh. Dripping with cruelty and rage. "Kill them all. Destroy everything. They hurt us. They deserve death. GIVE THEM DEATH."
I floated between them, unable to move, unable to respond. Unable to understand where I was or what was happening.
Who am I? Which voice is mine? Am I the gentle one or the violent one? Am I both? Am I neither?
The voices continued their battle, one calling me toward light, the other dragging me toward darkness.
"You are more than you know," the gentle voice said, and this time it felt closer. Clearer. Like it was speaking directly into my mind r
