Chapter 44
The glass shatters into a thousand fragments.
I shut my eyes against the explosion of glass. I can feel the powder spraying on my hair and face.
The bigger pieces land and break into smaller pieces, causing tiny explosions everywhere.
I wipe the dust off my face, shaking the sparkles off my hands. Nightmare Malyn’s severed feet and hands are covered in sparkle dust, making the macabre parts look weirdly enchanted. I don’t even want to look at her head pieces.
The dark fog that was forming into the rest of her is nothing but broken wisps of mist now. The bits drift in different directions, fading as I watch.
I did it. I killed Nightmare Malyn.
And the mirror—I destroyed that too. At least, I destroyed the Dreaming version of it. I can hardly believe it.
My ears ring like
