Z A N E
The night didn’t pass, it drifted, slow and strange, like a shadow crawling across the ceiling, refusing to disappear with the dawn.
I should have been asleep. I tried. But Ravenna’s breathing had changed. Shallow. Almost… off. And something about the silence, the complete, suffocating lack of sound, made my instincts howl in warning.
I turned my head toward her, heart thudding heavier than it should’ve. Her face was still, serene in a way that didn’t match the chaos in my chest.
Then I heard it. Or maybe I felt it.
A pulse. Faint, but wrong. Like something ancient knocking beneath the surface of her skin.
“Ravenna…” I whispered, brushing her hair from her cheek.
Her eyes snapped open.
But they weren’t hers.
They were black. Entirely black. Void of light. Void of her.
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