The Garden of Forgotten Dreams was peaceful once more.
Morning light spread gently across the white flowers.
Each blossom carried a dream that had been given another chance.
Linh stood quietly beneath the Tree of Dreams.
She realized something.
The Third Author had not been defeated.
He had simply chosen to wait.
The First Author noticed her thoughtful expression.
"You understand now."
Linh nodded.
"Not every conflict must end with someone losing."
A warm smile appeared on the First Author's face.
"That is why the Pen chose you."
Before another word could be spoken, the Pen of Origins suddenly became warm.
A new sentence slowly appeared across its silver surface.
Seek the One Who Protects.
Aria looked surprised.
"The Pen has spoken."
Hope whispered,
"The Sixth Author."
