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CHAPTER NINETEEN

Author: Constantine D KNG
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-01 07:09:45

The Weight of Silence

Rissa’s POV

I didn’t follow him. Not right away.

Mark’s steps were shaky, like he was carrying something too heavy inside him. I could still feel his pain through our bond, faint, broken, but still there.. Still alive. It wasn’t as strong as before, but I could still feel that he was in pain.

The dark valley behind me gently reminded me of my mother’s voice, fading away like smoke in the wind. Her words stayed in my mind and haunted every part of me.

“You are both the gate and the flame.” I didn’t know if I was supposed to open something… or break it.

What did that even mean? What gate? What flame?

I stood there for a moment, not moving. The cold wind blew through my coat and touched my skin. The sky above grew dark as thick clouds covered it. The light slowly faded as night came. That’s when I finally started walking, my steps heavy as I moved over ash-covered roots. Everything around me felt old and forgotten, like the forest was waiting for something.

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