In this week’s update to my ongoing serial fiction, Magnus and Elara talk. In a quiet, sunlit corner of a park that isn’t real, she offers Magnus the one thing she can: the truth about the violation she committed, and the tragedy that shaped it. Magnus listens. He does not forgive — not yet, perhaps not ever. Instead, he does something harder. He takes back the only thing that was ever truly his to give: the choice of who he becomes next. I wasn’t sure how well this goes down, but my thought process: if you had an alien intelligence
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