Chapter 171
Chapter 171: The Crystal Bloom
Elenwe faces the crystal figure that was once the child, the hollow's chorus speaking through her. The seed in Elenwe's chest pulses with a cold rhythm, and the echo of the First Weaver warns that the sky is being woven into a new cage. Elenwe reaches for the silver thread on her palm, a choice that could free the child or doom them all. The figure's hand closes on her throat, and the child's voice breaks through, pleading for help.
The twilight sky cracked, black crystal spreading like veins across the violet. Elenwe felt the seed in her chest pulse once, a cold echo of the thread's rhythm. The figure stood before her, tall and slender, its body a lattice of obsidian, its face a mask of perfect stillness. The child's voice came from within, but it was layered with the hollow's chorus, a thousand whispers woven into one.
"The seed has grown, Elenwe. And it will bloom where you least expect."
The figure raised its hand, and the crystal web above them thickened, casting jagged shadows across the ruins. Ren staggered to his feet, his leg free of the shattered thread, but his face was pale, his breath ragged.
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