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THE MIRROR THAT BLEEDS

작가: LUMI VIOLETTE
last update 최신 업데이트: 2025-06-27 03:03:11

The first drop of blood fell just before dawn.

It wasn’t spilled in battle.

It came from the mirror.

Selene was the first to see it. She’d risen early, unable to sleep, drawn by the low hum that pulsed from the cracked Elunari Gate. She found herself staring at its surface again, hands trembling, heart uneasy.

Then—

A soft, wet sound.

A single drop slid from the golden fracture down the mirror’s surface and landed on the stone below.

Red. Vivid. Alive.

---

Naeria came running when she heard the alarm. Rowan followed close behind, already armored, his sword drawn. Kael emerged from the tent shirtless, Theron in his arms, Elira sleepily rubbing her eyes.

Selene pointed in silence.

Naeria approached, knelt by the bloodstain, and touched it with a gloved finger. She gasped.

“It’s not ordinary blood,” she whispered. “It’s Divine.”

Rowan went still.

Kael stepped forward. “What does that mean?”

Naeria swallowed. “It means... a god is waking.”

---

The second drop came at dusk.

This time, it s
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