Chapter 45 The Spirit World

Amara’s POV

It was all dark. Still. Quiet.

I drifted through emptiness, neither breathing nor walking. No discomfort. No weight. No ideas. Just silent.

Then I heard a sound.

A faint murmur.

My name is being called.

"Amara..."

I looked in the direction of the sound, but it was gone. Just dense...

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