FEYRE

I felt as if everything had frozen around me.

My chest became empty, hollow, as I tried to feel for my son.

I couldn't speak, couldn't move as my mind scrambled with emotions.

I knew that I was calling out his name, but I couldn't hear myself. It was as if the sudden disappearance of him had taken every sense of me, made my mind focus on finding him through the bond we share as mother and son.

But I couldn't find him, couldn't feel anything, not even a heartbeat.

My son.

My son.

My son.

I felt the hot tears stream down my cheeks, my grief awakening everything inside of me.

My body was trembling, panicking - the magic of all the High Lords coming all together at once. I was losing control.

I didn't stop myself.

And before the creations overwhelmed me, I screamed, letting my magic obliterate them into the ashes and bones they once were.