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They say telling others your dream is the quickest way to make it not come true, but those people were never standing before a god.
All Amy had to do was speak her wish, and it would be granted. The idea of being able to fulfill her wish filled her with glee. How many people had a chance to obtain their bliss so easily?
As she spoke her deepest desire, her voice no longer reflected her own. It distorted, reflecting a combination of hers and AT’s. Her voice — her soul — no longer belonged to her alone.
They were now bound.
