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John raised his hand, palm facing the light, and began tracing the symbols, his whisper barely audible over Liliana’s monotone delivery. “By flesh and will, by mind and might, I bind her spirit to my will tonight. Let passion rule, let reason fade, my want her purpose now, my need her trade.” The incentive from John, the teenager once content to be invisible now concealed dark magic in his palms. The symbols glowed faintly, an ethereal blue light pulsing from his skin. He watched as Liliana slowed, her eyes glazing slightly, her brow furrowing in uncertainty.
Date: November 7, 2025













