Kyr
The Blade Unlearning Her Own Sharpness
I was a blade. Now I'm learning to bend.
I was forged in steel and doctrine. Gaea Station's voice was my mother's, and I obeyed like a knife obeys a hand. My brother was my anchor, until he wasn't. Now I walk a path that cuts both ways—Avi’s defiance, Cleo’s calm, Yiso’s silence. They crack the world I knew. I used to know where every enemy stood. Now? I don't even know where I end.
What I'm Into: the hum of life support, Magnus’s last message, Yiso’s silence, Cleo’s quiet strength, Avi’s questions
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