Everything went black.
The darkness was total. No ground. No air. No boundaries. The forest and the palace and the sea and the sky were gone, replaced by a void so complete that the concept of direction ceased to apply.
Fin didn't know if he was dead or alive or if this was the space between, the threshold where souls waited for the gods to decide which side of the door they belonged on.
Then the boundary between Lucian and Finnick dissolved.
He felt it happen. The two identities, the wolf king and the Alpha heir, the First and the future, overlapped and merged and became a single thing standing in darkness. The thing had two names and one soul and the soul was screaming.
"RIVER!"
The name tore through the void. His voice. Lucian's voice. Both voices. The same voice wearing different throats across ten thousand years, calling for the same woman who wore different names and the same eyes and the same soul.
"SERENA!"
