To kill a God I Loved.

after was qu

e cold.But on the pillow where his head had rested, there was a single black feather. Long. Silken. Unnatural. It shimmered faintly, like it didn't belong t

All saying her name in un

feather.Her ha

ere were faint marks there. Not bruises. Not scratches.Symbols.Carved gently into her skin like vines made of gold light.She scrubbed at them, but they pulsed warm beneath her fingertips, as if they lived there now.And for the first time since arriving

said."I didn't want you to see me like t

andsomething in h

looked paler, and there were thin, vein-like lines of dark silver crawling up his arms.Lik

kissed. Watching me. Leaving flowers.""They'r

"Realm?"Kael stared at h

y called me Kaelith, the Keeper of Longing. The God of Desire and Death. I gave mortals pleasure

didn't want to lie to me.""And I haven't," he said. "I've only

u do something to me? After la

ou. There are worse things than me watching now. Becaus

m. Still wanted to believe.But the mark on her neck burned.And somewhere deep in her memory, a voice she hadn't heard in years rose in her mind Her

ht, Elen

er grandmother stood at the far end, wearing the same green sca

Elena's eyes. "He's not all bad. I know it. He' she's broken.""He's not broken," her grandmother said. "He's bound. An

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