Chapter 207
The Weaver's Last Prophecy
Kaelen follows the golden thread to the well, where the child's voice speaks from the thread itself. To complete the boundary, he must remember her fully, which will bind him to the prophecy forever. He chooses to remember, and the thread transforms into a new loom, revealing that he has become the new First Weaver, carrying the memory and the duty of weaving the world's pattern.
The golden thread pulsed against Kaelen's wrist as he walked through the village, a persistent warmth that refused to be ignored. The villagers had gathered in the square, their faces lifted to the healed sky, their voices a murmur of relief and wonder. An old woman clutched a child to her side, pointing at the stars that had emerged in the deepening violet twilight. No one noticed the stranger with the glowing thread, and Kaelen was grateful for that. He wanted only to find a quiet corner, to sit in the ordinary silence he had craved for so long, and to let the strange weight in his chest settle into something he could name.
But the thread would not let him rest. It tightened, then loosened, a gentle pull toward the hill where the well stood. He tried to ignore it, turning toward the inn, but the thread grew taut, and a sound came to him on the breeze—a child's laugh, distant and clear, as if carried from the other side of a vast field. He stopped. The laugh faded, but the thread pulsed again, insistent.
"Who are you?" he whispered, the same question he had asked before, knowing it would receive no answer.
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