Chapter 197
Chapter 197
Kaelen lands in the grey aftermath of the garden's collapse, finding only a single black-tipped thread. The stolen child appears, translucent, revealing that the younger child has become the new boundary. A traveler from the old world offers a way to free her—if Kaelen gives up his scar.
The grey swallowed everything. Kaelen fell through silence, the first weaver's fingers slipping from his grasp like smoke. He tried to call out, but the sound died before it reached his throat. The cord of light was gone. The children were gone. Only the endless, colourless void remained, and the faint echo of a song that had already ended.
He struck something solid—not ground, but a surface that gave slightly, like old cloth stretched over a frame. The impact jarred his bones, and he lay still, breathing in the grey. It tasted of ash and forgotten things.
Slowly, he pushed himself upright. The garden was nowhere. The loom was nowhere. The silver tree, the impossible flowers, the first weaver—all erased. He stood in a grey plain that stretched in every direction, featureless and silent, as though the world had been emptied of everything except him.
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