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it felt like a soft whisper. There was no pain then only a quiet hush that wrapped aro

fresh snow. It grew brighter until I felt warmth in my chest. I opene

. "Rise, chosen daughter," it said. "Your sacrifice binds you to the

light. Her hair flowed like liquid silver. Her eyes were po

d my wounds close. Strength pulsed through me. I felt new bre

oss so green it hurt my eyes. I gasped and rose on shaking legs. My arms felt differ

looked back was not mine. Cheeks were smooth and strong. Hair was dark and long. Ey

new." I reached out and the water rippled. My reflection blurred and the

ed down like rain. I caught one on my palm. It dissolved in my

memories came like a river breaking its dam. I saw Jace's storm gray eyes ful

my side. The pain eased but a memory burned bright in my mind. I recalled falling

d them. I focused on the voice that had given me

e," she said. "A new path awaits." I shivered with hope a

fell to my ankles. The moonlight made them glow. I felt a powe

parkled like stars. I drank. The water was cool and sw

trees. The path glowed faintly under the moon. I felt th

alled. The moon hung low like a shining guard. My footste

. Their fur was pale as mist and their eyes held curiosity. One step

The sound was deep and full of welcome. I knelt and s

beneath the open sky. I remembered this place. It was the sac

der my palm. The moonlight seemed to listen. I whispered

he echo of my old life in my bones. The moon goddess's

ould walk among them as a stranger. My heart burned wi

stones beneath me glowed like embers. A circle of light ros

. They howled as one. Their voices filled the night wit

o moonlit gray. The circle stood quiet as if nothing had hap

It was not far. I could hear totem drums in the dist

y felt strong and sure. I took a deep breath and smel

od tall on its hind legs. Its cloak was dark as st

in my soul but could not name. A crown of silver

it said. "The pack waits, but the world does not

y mind raced with hope and fear. I to

with fading light. The moon hung low and sil

w if I could face the ones I loved without breaking

claim my fate. I would walk

beneath the trees. His cloak was dark and his hair was black

My heart thundered against my

waiting