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I stayed there, watching her breathe, and let the vow take shape between us - old words, older than galaxies, older than death:

"Your pulse belongs to me.

Your breath belongs to me.

The heat in your body is the heat I keep.

When you wake, you will wake in my shadow.

When you sleep, you will sleep in my arms.

You will not walk beyond my reach.

You will not be lost to me again.

If you are taken, I will tear the sky apart.

If you run, I will hunt you across the bones of the universe.

You are mine. In this life. In the next. In all lives after."

I touched her face again, slowly, possessively, the way a predator touches what it has claimed - not gently, but with the certainty it will never be taken away.

"I am the cage," I murmured against her skin.

"And you are the part of me that lives inside it."