Livia POV
The pain cuts through me, raw and merciless, stripping me bare until there’s nothing left to hold onto. Desperate to escape, I retreat into the shadows of my mind, clawing for anything to dull the agony. But the deeper I sink, the darker it becomes, until I’m surrounded by something ancient, something unyielding that grips me tighter than my own pain.
A forest stretches before me, vast and silent, breathing with an unnatural life of its own. Shadows cling to the twisted trees, shaping themselves into dark, watchful forms. Every inch of this place pulses with sorrow, a deep, mournful weight that fills the air, pressing down on my lungs, making it harder to breathe.
Then, like beacons in the gloom, I see them—white wolves, their pelts glowing with an ethereal light, as though th
