Sunshine

"A wave of light strikes Sage across the face. In a slow, painful motion, her skin is blown off of her, not even crisping up before it swirls away into the air. Her eyes melt out and her hair uproots from her scalp. She cries out, throwing her hands in front of her face. Her fingers are stripped to the bone almost immediately, the skin that flies off still imprinted with her veins on the underside. Her arteries melt and bleed together, and her shrieks become so garbled and desperate that even I have to look away."

A segment of Night Child condensed for your reading pleasure!

An old piece of NC concept art from last summer, Vampire Sage getting torn asunder by sunlight. Did this one while hanging out at borders, it predates any written form of NC.

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