The Things That Break Us
Madeline
Lucien didn’t wait for a response; he simply turned on his heel and walked back toward the house, the silver-bloom trees parting just enough to let him pass.
And just like that, the hum of Velithar faded into silence once more.
I stood frozen, his words echoing through the space that he had left behind like the aftershock of a blow I hadn’t seen coming.
Maybe it’s time you stop searching for a Savior—especially when the one you're looking for started the fire in the first place.
It didn’t make sense. It couldn’t. The Savior couldn’t be behind the seals. That wasn’t just blasphemy—it was impossible. Unthinkable.
And yet he’d said it. Out loud. Like it wasn’t some wild suspicion, but a fact he’d known already.
My breath came in shallow pulls, and th
