The New Dawn
The Loom hummed softly in the background, its threads now peaceful, almost content. Zahra and Kael stood in the quiet aftermath of their battle with the shadow, their hands still intertwined. The world they had fought so hard to create was now a living, breathing entity—woven together with delicate strands of light and dark.
But as the quiet settled over them, an uneasy stillness lingered in the air.
"We did it," Zahra whispered, her voice heavy with the weight of their triumph. "But I feel like there’s something else. A shift, like the world is still... unsettled."
Kael’s brow furrowed as he looked around them, his senses sharp. The Loom pulsed gently, its threads now intertwined in harmony, but the air felt different. Like the calm before a storm.
"You’re not wrong," Ka
