Xevunleahed -

It was cold. Impossibly cold. Colder than ice, colder than the vacuum of space.

Xev. A hiss. A venomous little sound. Unleashed. But broken open. xevunleahed

It didn’t destroy. It unmade the lie . Every wall built by fear. Every crown hammered from stolen light. Every law written in the blood of the quiet. To be xevunleahed was to be returned to your original shape—whether you wanted it or not. It was cold

Because that was the truth of xevunleahed . xevunleahed