Chapter 108
The Thread That Waits
Lira and Kaelen learn from the child that waiting requires preparation. They must each surrender a memory to spin the silver thread into a question, and the loom in the tower demands a spoken answer before it will weave.
The garden stretched around them, white grass bending in a wind that carried no scent. Lira held the silver thread, its warmth pulsing against her palm like a second heartbeat. The child remained seated on the stone bench, watching them with eyes that held the weight of ages.
"You said the pattern is not ready," Kaelen said. "What must we do to make it ready?"
The child tilted their head. "The thread must be spun. But not by me. The silver thread of a new beginning cannot be spun in solitude. It requires two hands, two hearts, two memories that have shaped the world you left behind."
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