Haylo Kiss -

The world turned inside out. She felt her name peel off her like a second skin— Haylo tumbling into the void, Kiss flowering in the thing’s chest. For one eternal second, she was nothing but the space between heartbeats.

Haylo Kiss kicked the salt aside and walked down the ladder. The north pasture was quiet. The stars were coming out. And for the first time in fifteen years, the dark held nothing she hadn’t chosen to keep. Haylo Kiss

Then she stepped back.

“Now you belong to me.”

And then Haylo Kiss stepped out of the circle. The world turned inside out

The thing screamed—a sound like a barn door tearing off its hinges—and collapsed into a heap of mud and moonlight. Where it fell, a single sheep’s skull lay, clean as porcelain. Haylo Kiss kicked the salt aside and walked down the ladder