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In spite of the weeks of preparation, it had snuck up on her. Astrid pawed at the ground all the while, because she didn’t know what else to do… until it was just her and her friends in one final circle. “‘Til we see each other again,” Astrid repeated, forcing a resigned smile. She was...

Astrid smiled at Owen, a little sad. Comfort birthed from ignorance. She’d have to live with it. “Yeah. You’re right.”

Astrid moved a little bit like a zombie, bouncing from teammate to trusted teammate. Each goodbye didn’t feel real. And the approaching end… she was trying not to think about that. About what it meant. She’d be relinquishing control of her identity on the theoretical chance she’d snatch it back...

Astrid frowned. And frowned and frowned and frowned, all the way through the talk. It all felt so far above her head… right until they got to the part where lives were at stake. Ah, that part was easy enough to understand. Familiar. Everything else, no so much. Benefactors they were, all...

Astrid managed a laugh. Hopefully it didn’t sound as forced as it actually was. Her heart was fucking hammering. Right then, after everything she’d put herself through, she’d stared death in the face for real. Like a helpless insect. It was a state she preferred not to linger in. She dug...

Astrid, who had woken up in time to head through the portal, gaped at what she saw when she exited. “…Oh.” Her mind was still swimming. Wobbly legs and an unpleasant ache in her chest kept her from standing up all the way. But she tried. “I… We can try to…” She strained herself to get a better...