Chapter 41: The Message from the Dream
The following morning felt strangely calm. After everything that had happened the night before, Isabelle expected something unusual to happen the moment she woke up. But her apartment was quiet. Sunlight streamed through the window, and the city outside looked completely normal. For a moment she wondered if she had imagined everything. The Tower of Light appearing above Paris. The glowing marks. The strange ripple in reality. Then she looked down at her hand. The faint mark was still there. It shimmered briefly before fading again. Isabelle exhaled slowly. “Okay… so it definitely wasn’t a dream.” Her phone buzzed on the bedside table. Daniel: Morning, guardian. Isabelle laughed softly and typed back. Isabelle: Morning. Any strange dream activity on your side? Three dots
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