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CHAPTER SEVENTY-NINE: The Choice Of Keys

Author: Skye Wilder
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-20 23:51:37

The citadel’s war-hall was heavy with smoke and silence. Outside, the Vale still burned—fires in the distance like a second constellation crawling across the earth. Inside, the survivors gathered close, as if proximity could ward off the inevitability that pressed in from the shattered sky.

The Dream-Seers had not walked the halls of men in decades, yet they appeared that night as if pulled by the very weight of the prophecy itself. Cloaked in starlight that flickered like dying embers, they moved without footsteps, their eyes hollow pools reflecting both past and future.

“We come to speak the final truth,” the eldest said, her voice a thousand whispers layered into one.

Elira, exhausted and soot-streaked, forced herself to stand straighter. She had spent every scrap of fire she had left holding the Hollow tide at bay. Her hands still trembled with the aftershocks of channeling too much flame, her veins scorched by her own power. But she could not falter now—not with the Seers here. N
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