Crash. Darkness. Pain. Shiva, trapped, heard a roar fade into silence. Blood and smoke choked him. Then, a vision - a girl with impossibly blue eyes, a beacon in the wreckage. Her touch, a fleeting warmth. He woke, gasping, the dream's terror clinging to him. His hand reached out, searching for the vanished warmth. Only darkness. Three years of endless night.
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