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The Weight of Love and Light
Stella -POV As I chanted, a warmth began to course through my veins. I could feel it spreading through Damon’s body, and when I finally opened my eyes, I saw his soul—now a pure white—slowly returning to him. I had used a basic healing spell, just enough to help his body function properly again. Once I had exerted my power, I paused, panting and waiting for the magic to take effect. I tried to recall if I had followed the process correctly. “How long until Damon wakes up?” Julie asked. “I don’t know,” I muttered. We sat and waited. I checked my watch; six hours had passed, and dawn would soon break. Suddenly, I heard a sharp gasp. My exhausted eyes snapped to Damon, who was now slowly sitting up with Dexter’s help. I checked his pulse—it was normal, but his temperature was still dangero
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