The light swallowed the sky.
Silver.
Gold.
Infinite.
The two colors spiraled together above the mountains, twisting into symbols no living person had seen before.
Symbols older than the Gate.
Older than the prophecy.
Older than the gods.
The world held its breath.
Denise could feel it.
Every creature.
Every spirit.
Every heartbeat.
Watching.
Waiting.
The power flowing through her was unlike anything she had ever experienced.
It wasn’t overwhelming.
It wasn’t painful.
It felt…
Right.
As though something missing had finally returned.
Beside her, Liam gripped her hand tighter.
The bond surged.
Not between them.
Through them.
A bridge.
A circuit.
A single current moving through two souls.
The silver Gate responded instantly.
Its ancient surface cracked.
Not breaki
