You Spoke My Name

Mara

I stare at the blade pressed against Kaelith’s chest. It looks so small compared to him.

It trembles in my hand as I try to calm my nerves. I press it harder agaisnt his chest, but doesn’t seem to be able to cut his skin. It’s a kitchen knife, but it might as well be a butter knife.

I a...

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