The Price of Defiance

The Heart of Protection necklace around Harper's neck flashed bright for a split second. The faint glow was instantly smothered and dimmed by thick dark mist.

But that tiny flash was enough. Harper's hand froze mid-air.

"Desires? Ambition? What do I even want?

"To survive? I'm already living just fine."

Clear voices echoed inside her head, snapping her dazed mind back to clarity.

A hint of disgust