I’d forgotten—forgotten that strength in my panic. Just like with the Weaver. I’d forgotten how strong I was.
“Yes, you did,” Rhysand snarled, reading the surprise on my face, that icy calm shattering. “You forgot that strength, and that you can burn and become darkness, and grow claws. You forgot. You stopped fighting.” Love you Rhys for all of support 😭
— Nov 27, 2025 10:57AM
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