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“The mourning coats her insides quickly. It is viscous and dark as it fills her lungs, makes it hard to breathe. She grips the edge of the table with such force she thinks the wood might crack. In a fair world, it would crack. In a fair world, Zara would be able to harness the power of her grief. She would use it to shatter every glass and plate in this restaurant. She would use it to scream so loud that everyone in the city could hear her. She would use it to tear open the world and reach back through time and pull Savannah from the jaws of the universe. Her grief-power would make her stronger, make her more capable of doing what needs to be done.”
― Krystal Sutherland, The Invocations