“Hey,” Herald muttered, fingers lacing through mine. “I believe in you.”

I squeezed his hand. That was more than I needed. In that moment, I was neither mage, nor god, nor sacrifice. I was just a man. There, on the hill, with all my fathers and brothers and sisters, I watched with a blazing heart for the coming of a new dawn.

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