Song of Embers

SIENNA'S POV

The acrid stench of burnt feathers clawed at my nostrils as I stumbled through the oppressive gloom. Shadows danced at the edges of my vision, twisting into monstrous shapes that melted away the second I turned to face them. My heart hammered against my ribs, each beat a desperate plea for escape.

"You're nothing special," Myra’s voice slithered through the darkness, dripping with ven