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... his chair, the storm no longer mattered. He wasn’t walking through it; he was the one calling it when it should be winter.
The air folded around him, thunder humming low, the scent of ozone curling through the room. The lights flickered once, and Elias felt his chest tighten just before it happened, the soft, impossible shift in pressure that meant Victor was no longer there.
The sound wasn’t a crack or a flare, but silence collapsing inward. The next heartbeat dropped Victor int ...
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