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CHAPTER 87: THE RIFT’S REQUIEM

Auteur: M. F.
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The reborn cosmos pulses, a radiant tapestry of nebulae and starborn worlds, its crystalline currents humming with the Veil’s enduring hymn, a thread I once wove with blood and starlight. I am Aelys, no longer the child of light and shadow, my lunar mark a faint scar, my eyes mortal, my silvered hair streaked with time’s weight, twenty years since Lumora rose from the nexus’s ruins. My heart, freed from Elara’s tether, beats with Lena’s spark, a mortal flame that falters under the rift-pulse’s growing whisper—a tremor in the cosmos, stirring memories of the abyss, the twin, Zynara’s devourer, the keeper-king’s fall. I stand on Lumora’s crystalline terrace, the city’s spires glowing below, starborn weaving through radiant streets, relic-wielders training, explorers charting new stars. The Veilheart crystal, rooted in a monument of radiant vines, pulses softly, its starlight a testament to our triumph, but its glow dims, shadowed by the rift’s requiem. I am mortal, my cosmic aura sacrif
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