Chapter 64 — The Light Within the Shadows
The dawn came softly over Moonshadow Ridge, painting the peaks in gold and silver. The air was still, the scent of pine and wet earth lingering after the storm that had nearly torn the veil apart. The village below slept beneath the quiet hum of morning, unaware that something ancient and sacred had changed forever.
Mira stood at the summit, her cloak fluttering in the wind. The pendant that once hung around her neck was gone, yet its power pulsed inside her — steady, living, as if her very heartbeat had merged with the rhythm of the ridge itself.
Every breath she took stirred the air with light. The world felt both heavy and alive.
Behind her, Kael stirred from where he had kept watch through the night. His eyes found her silhouette framed by
