Chapter 145
Chapter 145: The Thread That Binds
Kaelen and Lira weave the light and dark threads together, becoming something new as the hollow closes. But the pattern's completion reveals a final, unspoken demand.
The hollow held its breath, but Kaelen felt the weight of that pause pressing against his ribs. The black thread coiled around his fingers, cool and patient, while the light thread brushed against Lira's palm like a living ember. They stood at the edge of the crack, their hands joined, the two threads wound together in a loose spiral.
The child weaver stepped closer, her eyes clear as a winter sky. "Now," she said, her voice soft but carrying an edge of urgency. "Weave them together. Do not let one consume the other. Let them meet as equals."
Kaelen looked at Lira. Her face was pale, but her jaw was set. The violet line on her wrist pulsed, streaked with black, and the white scar on her palm glowed faintly. She met his gaze and nodded.
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