What moves beyond the border
(Arielle) Sleep became impossible after the envoy left. Not because of fear. Because the bond refused silence. Arielle stood near the eastern chamber windows long after midnight, staring out across the dark mountain ranges beyond Kael’s territory while the system pulsed restlessly beneath her skin like something alive and listening. Returned. The word would not leave her mind. Not arrived. Not discovered. Returned. Every time she replayed it, fragments pushed against the edges of her awareness again—brief flashes too incomplete to understand but too vivid to ignore. Stone burning under silver fire. A voice shouting her name. Wolves kneeling in blood-soaked snow. Then nothing. The fragments vanished every time she tried to hold onto them directly, dissolving before they fully
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