Eira’s POV
Please, Ember… Stay safe. I beg you, nothing must happen to you!
A wave of guilt washed over me as I thought back to everything that had happened while I was with Ember. Before I knew it, I found myself caught in an unexpected predicament.
It felt like the world had frozen. I watched a delicate insect perched on a bloom, its wings beating slowly—like a worn-out music box. Even the air seemed still. Time itself had paused. Figures who shouldn’t have been there materialized before me, moving with impossible speed. Yet I couldn’t look away. I observed it all with a strange, detached clarity.
That was the moment I realized my prophetic gift had finally awakened.
A torrent of strange and tangled knowledge poured into my mind, leaving me lightheaded and disoriented. I
