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Chapter 97 CHAPTER

CHAPTER 097

Lyra Point of View

The Vein didn’t kill us.

We hit something soft—too soft to be stone. The air was thick like syrup, glowing and humming like it knew we didn’t belong. I opened my eyes first. I was lying on my back, staring at a sky that wasn’t sky. Pale gold and blue ripples moved like...