(Solomon's POV)
There are moments that change history.
Moments that change worlds.
Moments that change fate itself.
This was not one of those moments.
This was the moment fate realized it was no longer in control.
The Attention of a God
The crack in the Last Door remained.
Tiny.
Insignificant.
Barely visible.
Yet every soul in existence stared at it.
Because something was staring back.
The First Silence was watching.
Not attacking.
Not speaking.
Watching.
The realization settled over creation like a funeral shroud.
We had spent countless ages fearing its escape.
Preparing for its return.
Building prisons and sacrifices and impossible defenses.
But nobody had considered the true horror.
What happens when the thing beyond the door becomes curious?
Mirabel's Reflection
