--- 📖 Chapter 26: Fire Tongue Part 1: Liam’s Voice Isn’t His At 3:03 a.m., Liam began to whisper. I was jolted awake by the sound—not of words—but of chanting. Foreign. Ancient. Terrible. He stood in the hallway, eyes rolled back, palms up. The language that poured from him wasn’t his own. > “ᚨᚢᚱ ᛖᛚᛁᚨ... ᚠᚱᛟᛗ ᚲᛖᚱᚾ...” The air thickened, pulsing with heat. I called his name. He looked at me—and his pupils were burning gold. And then he spoke in English: > “You should never have remembered her name.” --- 📖 Chapter 26: Fire Tongue Part 2: Entering the Dreaming Realm Marissa prepared the potion with trembling hands. “Are you sure you’re ready?” I nodded. “I need to speak to her. Alone.” The potion was black and tasted like burnt ash. I drank. The world spun. The

