Village of Two Suns
Dawn came twice.
First in a wash of gold that bled across the treetops, then again in a cooler shimmer of silver that followed half a breath later. The light of both suns—one from the mortal world, one from the Shadowlands—spilled over the valley and made everything flicker between real and unreal.
Selene and Kaen crested a ridge and looked down. Where she remembered a quiet hamlet, there now stood a strange twin settlement: half of its homes built from stone and timber, half from translucent glass that glowed from within. People moved between the halves as if sleep-walking, their outlines rippling whenever they crossed from sunlight to shadow.
“The rift reached them,” Selene murmured.
Kaen’s ears pinned back. The air smelled of incense, smoke, and fear.
They desc
