Chapter 195
Chapter 195
Kaelen falls through the grey, guided by the first thread, searching for the echo of the child's song. He glimpses fragments of a forgotten past and feels the shadow drawing near. The thread leads him to a shimmering cord of light, but as he reaches for it, the grey itself begins to close around him, and a voice from the first world speaks his name.
The grey swallowed him whole. Kaelen had no body here—no hands, no feet, no breath. He was only a point of awareness, a spark of will, falling through an endless silence that pressed against him from every side. The first thread burned in his palm, though he had no palm to feel it. It was the only warmth in the cold, the only light in the absence of light.
He tried to orient himself, but the grey had no directions. No up, no down, no before or after. Time itself felt like a distant memory, something that belonged to a world he had left behind. The thread tugged at him, a gentle insistence, and he let himself be pulled.
Fragments brushed against him as he moved. A child's laughter, bright and sharp, then swallowed by silence. The scent of rain on stone. A woman's voice singing a lullaby he almost recognized. They were echoes, he realized, remnants of the child's past, scattered through the grey like petals from a long-dead flower. He tried to hold onto one, but it slipped through his awareness, leaving only the ache of something lost.
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