Shadows and Sovereign
The city no longer felt like the same place. Its heartbeat, once familiar and mundane, now pulsed in time with a force unseen, yet undeniably present. Streetlights flickered in hesitant recognition, cars crawled like hesitant insects along impossible paths, and shadows twisted unnaturally along walls and alleyways. Every surface, every reflective window, seemed to hum with anticipation. Alina pressed her hands to her abdomen, the child stirring violently as golden energy spilled outward like liquid sunlight. Lucien stood close behind her, his presence a tether, anchoring her against the storm of awareness radiating from within her. "It’s assessing," he whispered, voice tight. "Every movement, every intent. It knows. It judges." A deep hum vibrated through the city, low and resonant, as
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