Chapter 85
The Heart That Burns
Inside the forgetting, Kaelen, Lira, and the girl follow a burning thread to the heart of the ancient darkness, where the first question's echo waits to be reclaimed—but something else waits with it.
The darkness was not empty. It breathed. It remembered.
Kaelen felt the forgetting press against his skin, a pressure that was almost warm, almost familiar. He held Lira's hand and the girl's hand, and the three of them walked through a void that had no floor, no sky, no horizon. Only the dawn thread at the girl's throat gave light, a pale gold that pushed back the shadows by inches.
"Don't let go," he said.
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