CHAPTER SIXTY
The mountain valley lay bathed in the soft, golden light of a perfect summer dawn. The seven sisters stood together on the floating dock one final time…not because anything was ending, but because this particular sunrise felt like a quiet benediction after decades of living the life they had fought so hard to claim.
Their hair, once vivid with distinct shades, now carried elegant silver that only added depth and grace. Wrinkles had etched gentle stories around their eyes and mouths…lines earned from laughter, from tears shed and dried, from countless sunrises met together.
Yet their posture remained straight, their hands steady as they linked them in the circle that had become their eternal anchor.
Elena stood at the heart of the group, looking slowly at each of her sist
