Eowyn
Balance. Harmony. Connection between different kinds of energy.
These were the principles that had guided the creation of our sanctuary, the foundation of the equilibrium we had established between our world and the Void. And Lyra, with her mismatched eyes and dual nature, embodied those principles in her very being.
Was it coincidence that she had been born at this specific moment in history, when the ancient artifacts were resurfacing and the barrier between worlds was once again in flux? Or was there some deeper pattern at work, some cosmic symmetry that had brought all these elements together at precisely this time?
"You're quiet," Vivi observed, breaking into my thoughts as the others continued their tactical planning.
I met her golden gaze with my silver one, knowing she would understand the direction of my thoughts without extensive explanation. "I'm wondering about patterns," I said simply. "About why all of this is happening now, in this specific way."
She nodded, her e
