Sadie
The wind danced around me, soft but persistent, stirring the tall grass that brushed against my legs. It was cool, yet beads of sweat trailed down my spine, clinging to my shirt as if they were trying to remind me just how much effort I was putting into this. My heart pounded, not from exertion, but from the tension that came with trying—and failing—over and over again.
“Breathe, Sadie,” Nyx’s voice echoed softly in my mind, calm and steady. “You’re trying too hard again. You need to let it come.”
I exhaled through my nose, tightening my jaw. “I am letting it come.”
“No, you’re pushing it,” she replied gently. "You’re too tense. You can’t force it. You have to flow into it.”
I closed my eyes again, trying to listen. I felt for the power deep inside me—the new form that hummed ju
