Chapter 109
The Corridor of Threads
Lira and Kaelen walk through the corridor of shifting colors, following the pull of the black thread. They discover that the three threads woven by the loom are paths through the tapestry itself, and the black thread waits at the end of all of them. A voice from the weave offers a choice that will define the new beginning.
The door closed behind them with a sound like thread drawing tight. Lira stood in the corridor of shifting colors, the silver spool warm and nearly weightless in her palm. Beside her, Kaelen breathed slowly, his hand brushing hers in the uncertain light.
The corridor stretched forward, its walls made of nothing but color. Violet bled into silver, gold into a deep, waiting black that pulsed at the far end like a heartbeat. The floor beneath them was not solid—it yielded slightly, as if they walked on woven fabric, and each step sent ripples of hue across the surface.
"It's the tapestry," Lira said. "We're inside it."
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