“THE TOMB HAD BEEN FOUND”
ELARA POV
Morning light never felt so alien. As if it didn’t belong.
The familiar scene of my book-filled shelves and the half-drunk tea mug from last night showed that my home remained unchanged but I felt completely different.
I was changed.
Changing.
And it wasn’t just because of the visions or the mark on my shoulder. It was something deeper. Something old. Something primal. Inside me. Something that had been asleep and was now waking.
Slowly.
Methodically.
I dressed without speaking, mechanically. Distanced. My hands shook when I tied my boots. I needed answers. Real answers. No more vague guidance or beating around the bush.
And only one person had ever been straight with me.
Professor Thorne.
I walked across campus in a trance. My boots w
