Episode 7: Echoes of a Course
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Aria stumbled back from the glass case, her breathing uneven. The images that had flashed through her mind were vivid—too vivid to dismiss as imagination. She saw the seamstress again, her hands trembling as she held the scissors, her tears falling onto the crimson thread.
“Are you okay?” Kieran’s voice broke through her daze, steady but concerned.
“I saw her,” Aria whispered. “The seamstress. She was cutting the thread.”
Kieran’s expression darkened. “The legend says the scissors are cursed. They can sever the crimson thread, but doing so comes with a price—tragedy follows those who use them.”
Aria’s chest tightened. “Why would she cut it? What was so terrible that she’d risk everything to break the bond?”
Kieran shook his head. “That’s the part I haven’t figured out yet. But I think we’re tied to their story somehow. The dreams, the paintings, the visions—it’s not a coincidence.”
Aria looked back at the scissors, dread pooling in her stomach. The seamstress’s pain felt so real, so personal. “If the thread connects us... what happens if it’s broken again?”
Kieran didn’t answer immediately. His gaze lingered on the scissors. “Maybe,” he said softly, “that’s the question we’re meant to answer.”
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