Lacey & Xitzal May 2026

Apprehension. Static. A memory of falling through glass.

“I know you’re scared. But turning gravity into a suggestion won’t help us sneak past the Weavers.” lacey & xitzal

Xitzal flickered beside her, their form briefly resolving into a thin, sharp-edged figure in a long coat made of midnight. A sound like a sighing harp escaped them. Apprehension