POV: Mina (Age 17 - Three Weeks Until 18th Birthday)
I woke up gasping, my hands clutching at my chest like I was trying to hold something inside that was desperately trying to break free.
The dream clung to me, refusing to fade the way normal dreams did. It felt more like a memory surfacing from somewhere deep and ancient, from a time before I could speak, before the sealing spell, before everything went wrong.
Silver light everywhere. My mother's hands moving through the air, weaving patterns of power that made the world shimmer and bend. Her face was twisted with grief and determination as she looked down at two babies wrapped in silver cloth.
Us. Me and Rafe.
"This will hurt," her voice echoed through the vision, layered with magic and sorrow. "But it will save you. Stay hidden. S
