The Last Loom
The journey through the stars was unlike anything Zahra and Kael had ever experienced. The thread around Zahra’s wrist pulsed with an urgency that mirrored her heartbeat, guiding them through the void, the endless expanse of nothingness that stretched beyond comprehension.
The world they knew seemed to slip away as they moved through this in-between place, a realm where time itself had no meaning. There were no stars, no constellations—just a deep, suffocating darkness that pressed in on all sides, threatening to consume them whole.
But the thread... the thread pulsed with life, a beacon in the infinite dark.
They followed it in silence, their footsteps barely making a sound as they walked across the fabric of nothingness, carried forward by the unseen hand of fate.
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