The Weave’s Remnant
Author: Beo
last update2025-08-30 21:47:05

The ash-covered plain stretched beyond the city, a gray sea under a leaden sky. Jason walked with Eryn at his side, Yara’s blade heavy in his hand, his broken knife tucked into his belt. The silence was oppressive, broken only by their footsteps and the faint hum at the edge of his mind—not the net, but something older, deeper. The haze’s echoes trailed them, gray shadows flickering at the horizon—Callen’s grin, Lira’s scar, Yara’s eyes. They didn’t strike, but their presence was a weight, a reminder that the haze slept but dreamed.

Jason’s chest ached with guilt. He saw Callen’s hands, splicing wires in the net’s final days, his grin bright despite the blood. “It’s us, Jason,” he’d said. “Our spark.” That spark had burned them all—Lira shielding Eryn, Yara’s dying vow, the concord’s ashes. The stranger’s truth haunted him: The net was my creation… a mirror of your fears. Jason had starved the haze, but it wasn’t gone. His will, his guilt, Eryn’s trust—they were fuel, and every step r
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