Mira's POV
The forest was silent now. The shadows had fled, and my father's presence had disappeared like smoke in the wind. But his words remained, ringing in my mind: "There is another relic... someone like you."
I stood alone, the weight of fate pressing down on me. The storm within me had eased, but a new fire had ignited…a burning need for answers, for action.
As dawn broke, I made my way back to the camp. The regular sights brought a sense of comfort, but also a mirror of the responsibilities I bore.
Cassian met me at the edge of the opening, worry written on his face. "Mira, where have you been? We've been looking for you all night."
I looked into his eyes, the unrest within me threatening to spill over. "I saw him, Cassian. My father. He's alive... or something close to it
