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Lyra picked up a hand mirror. "I've given you a new perspective, Professor. You're now the spitting image of Almerias's lost muse. Let's see how long it takes you to find your way back." Page 69-134: Life as the Muse
The pain was not physical. It was existential. One moment, Kaelen felt the solid weight of his 6'2" frame, the rasp of his two-day stubble, the broadness of his shoulders. The next, the world recalibrated . Lyra picked up a hand mirror
Chapter 1: The Shattered Gaze Page 1-34: The Curious Scholar Let's see how long it takes you to find your way back
Kaelen looked down. His hands were slender, pale, with delicate fingers that had never held a heavier pen. A cascade of auburn hair fell over his bare shoulders. His chest… he looked away, face burning. His voice, when he tried to speak, came out as a soft, melodic contralto. The next, the world recalibrated
"What have you done?" he— she —breathed.
He touched the glass.
Lyra, now free of the shard's obsession, helps him up. "Still want to go back to footnotes?"