Chapter 57
Chapter 57
Kaelen and Lira descend into the valley of threads, where the new loom demands he understand what he is refusing. The messenger reveals the second loom's true nature as a question given form, and Kaelen must confront the cost of leaving it unfinished as the threads begin to wither around them.
The path carved through the threads like a wound, the hanging strands parting to reveal bare earth beneath. Kaelen walked first, the clear thread in his hand casting a steady silver glow that pushed against the colored lights surrounding them. Lira followed close behind, her hand resting on his shoulder, her breath steady against his neck.
The messenger walked at the rear, her silver-woven hair catching the light from the threads. She said nothing, but her silence carried weight, as if she were listening to something only she could hear.
The threads around them were not still. They swayed, though there was no wind. They pulsed, though there was no heartbeat. Each strand hummed at a different pitch, creating a chorus of tones that vibrated through Kaelen's chest. He recognized some of them—the thread of a choice he had made, the thread of a path he had refused, the thread of a moment he had forgotten until now. The valley was a library of every decision that had ever touched the first kingdom, and it was alive.
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