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Chapter 148: The Mirror Between Worlds
The night was unnaturally still.Even the Hollow Flame, which never truly slept, dimmed to a low, steady pulse as if it, too, held its breath. The valley lay in shadow — silver mist curling across the ground, the stars hidden behind layers of heavy cloud.Mira stood alone before the ancient mirror.Its golden frame shimmered faintly, though no torchlight touched it. The surface rippled like water, catching fragments of her reflection — her hair tangled from wind, her eyes dimly glowing with that strange, red-silver hue that hadn’t faded since the awakening.Riven was asleep somewhere behind her. He’d begged her to rest, but rest had become impossible. The moment she closed her eyes, she saw flashes — fire and shadow, endless light, voices whispering words she could almost understand. It was calling her again, louder now.The mirror’s surface flickered.She stepped closer.At first, it reflected her face as it was — pale, weary, haunted. Then the image began to shift. The color bled fr
Chapter 147: The Convergence Prophecy
When light finally returned, it was soft — a pale dawn filtering through the fractures in the cavern ceiling, painting the stone walls in ribbons of gold and gray. The storm had passed. The earth had stopped trembling. Only the faint hum of the Hollow Flame remained, steady as a heartbeat.Mira opened her eyes to it.At first, she thought she was still dreaming. The ceiling above her shimmered faintly, veins of silver light threading through the stone like veins beneath skin. A warm breeze brushed her face — and with it came the faint scent of ash and lilies.She tried to sit up but pain rippled through her chest, sharp and deep. Her hand flew instinctively to the spot where the light had burst from her. Her skin was unscarred, yet beneath it pulsed the faint, rhythmic warmth of the flame.“You shouldn’t move yet,” came a quiet voice beside her.Riven.He sat cross-legged near the bedside, his cloak torn, his arm bandaged from wrist to elbow. His eyes were dark with exhaustion but ali
Chapter 146: The Last Light Beneath
The snow had started to fall again by morning — slow, heavy flakes that drifted from a colorless sky and melted into the ash below. The world was quiet, stripped of sound, as if holding its breath after the Sanctum’s collapse.Mira and Riven hadn’t spoken much since they fled. Their words seemed too small for what they’d seen.By midday, they reached the edge of a ridge. Below stretched a valley rimmed with black stone, its floor veined with rivers of faint light that pulsed like arteries beneath the earth. It looked alive, breathing.Riven squinted down the slope. “That’s not natural.”“It isn’t,” Mira said softly. “It’s ancient.”He looked at her, brow furrowed. “You know this place?”She nodded, though the memory felt like it came from someone else. “Lyra built it long before the fall — a sanctuary hidden from the eyes of gods and men. She called it the Hollow Flame.”“The Hollow Flame?” he repeated. “Sounds welcoming.”Mira almost smiled. “It’s the last light that refuses to die.”
Chapter 145: The Shadow's Name
The tremor faded as suddenly as it began, but the silence that followed was heavier than before.The kind that pressed against the lungs.The kind that listened.Mira didn’t move for a long time. The last echo of Lyra’s voice lingered in her mind like the fading warmth of a candle.Creation is not born of light or dark, but both.The words turned over in her head until the meaning began to ache.Across the fire, Riven kept his sword unsheathed, watching the valley below. The ash plains shimmered faintly under moonlight, calm again, but Mira knew it was an illusion. Something beneath that stillness had shifted.Something had woken up.“Tell me you didn’t feel that,” Riven muttered.Mira’s gaze drifted toward the horizon. “I felt it. The shadow half of the flame—it’s moving.”He frowned. “You mean whatever Lyra left behind?”“No,” she said softly. “Whatever she couldn’t destroy.”The words hung between them like frost.By dawn, they were on the move again. The air had grown colder overn
Chapter 144: The Memory of Fire
Silence.Then a breath — sharp, desperate.Mira gasped as her body came alive again, lungs burning like she’d swallowed sunlight. The world around her pulsed faintly — shadows melting into color, ash swirling into golden mist. Every sound, every heartbeat, every flicker of wind hummed through her bones.She was lying at the center of what had once been the Hollow Forge. Now it was nothing but smooth white stone, cracked with glowing veins that pulsed like living roots beneath her.Riven’s voice came faintly from somewhere nearby. “Mira! Stay still—”She blinked against the light. His face appeared above her — dusty, blood streaked, but alive. Relief washed over her.“Riven…”He let out a shaky breath. “You’re alive. I thought—”“Where’s the prophet?” she croaked.Riven’s jaw tightened. “Gone. Vanished the moment the light hit.”Mira pushed herself upright slowly. The ground was warm beneath her palms. In the distance, she could still see faint trails of steam rising from cracks in the
Chapter 143: The Ash Prophet
The mountains rose like a wall of ghosts before them.Sharp, jagged peaks pierced the clouds, and every gust of wind carried ash that burned faintly against the skin. The air smelled of smoke and snow — an impossible mix, like something alive had died here long ago and never quite stopped breathing.Mira guided her horse through the narrow pass. The Frostlands had vanished behind them, replaced by a blackened landscape of ridges and stone. No trees. No birds. Only wind and the whisper of shifting gravel underfoot.Riven rode beside her, his hood drawn low, eyes scanning every ridge. The silence made him uneasy. It made everyone uneasy.“We shouldn’t be here this long,” one of the Lightkeepers murmured from behind. “Nothing lives in Cinder Pass. They say it eats sound.”Mira didn’t answer. She could feel it too — the heavy quiet pressing against her ears, swallowing even the clink of bridles and the crunch of hooves. It was as if the mountain itself was listening.Then, faintly, she sa
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