تسجيل الدخولLila POV
The portal closed behind me with a soft, final thrum.
I stood alone in a world that felt alive.
The Aetherwood Realm. Towering trees stretched endlessly upward, their bark pulsing with faint veins of emerald and gold light. The air was thick, humid, and heavy with raw, the sky blood red, untamed mana. Roots moved slowly across the forest floor like living veins. Leaves whispered even though there was no wind. Everything felt aware. Watching.
I too
Lila POVThe portal closed behind me with a soft, final thrum.I stood alone in a world that felt alive.The Aetherwood Realm. Towering trees stretched endlessly upward, their bark pulsing with faint veins of emerald and gold light. The air was thick, humid, and heavy with raw, the sky blood red, untamed mana. Roots moved slowly across the forest floor like living veins. Leaves whispered even though there was no wind. Everything felt aware. Watching.I took a deep breath and started walking.The Rite of Elderwood had began. My last real chance to prove I wasn’t just Lily’s lesser twin.The forest resisted me almost immediately.Vines slithered toward my ankles like serpents. I burned them away with a sharp burst of flame. The moment I used the magic, the trees around me seemed to shudder. Shadows detached from the trunks — creatures made of darkness and hunger. They lunged at me, drawn to the mana I had rele
Julianna POVThe morning of the staff test felt heavier than usual.I stood with Lyra near the edge of the main courtyard, watching students gather around a large ceremonial platform. The air hummed with anticipation and nervous energy. In the center stood Lila. She hadn’t smiled once since arriving.“She’s been training like a demon for weeks,” I said quietly to Lyra. “What exactly is this Rite of Elderwood? Why does it matter so much to her?”Lyra crossed her arms, her expression unusually serious.“It’s not just a test, Julie. It’s one of the most important rituals for mages. The Rite of Elderwood determines whether you’re worthy of wielding a Staff — a physical symbol that you’ve reached a higher class of magic. It’s like earning a badge that says ‘I’m on another level.’”She nodded toward Lila. “Lily got hers when she was really y
Lila POVThe training yard was empty when I stormed back into it, the sun already dipping low behind the academy walls. My boots kicked up dust with every angry step. My hands still trembled from the confrontation with Lily. The words kept replaying in my head like a curse I couldn’t shake.Better things.I stopped in the center of the yard, chest heaving. The dummy I had destroyed earlier still lay in pieces around me. I stared at the wreckage, breathing hard, feeling the familiar burn of humiliation and rage twisting together in my stomach.She had promised.She had looked me in the eye and said she would help me prepare for the Rite of Elderwood — the one I had failed every single year. This was supposed to be my year. My chance to finally prove I wasn’t just the lesser twin. The spare. The one who tried hard but never quite measured up.And she hadn’t even shown up.I clenched my fists. Mana crackled
Lila POVAlone in the training yard, my shadow stretched thin under a slanting sun. Cracks webbed through the stones beneath me. A sharp tang lingered - ozone, burnt soil - the leftover breath of old magic. Time crawled past sixty minutes before anyone showed.Lily never showed up like she said she would. She should have been around by now.She had promised.It started three days back when I spotted her among the shelves, quiet like always. Not rushing it, I approached with a question held tight between my teeth. Careful wording mattered more than luck that afternoon. Would she help me prepare for the upcoming test? Each previous try ended the same way - failure. Year after year, nothing changed until now. This round felt different even if hope usually burns too fast. Losing wasn’t an option anymore, not this time around.Her head dipped slightly, eyes still fixed on the page. "Fine. I will come."But she didn’t.Pacing back and forth across the dirt, each step stirred tiny puffs of d
Julianna POVThe day after the mist, the school held a mandatory session for those most affected.Inside the compact auditorium, space was tight but sufficient for those most affected. I sat there with Lily, then Scott, followed by Solara, Lyra, Lila, Kaid, Elias - names ticking off like steps down a narrow hall. A few more filled out the circle, people yanked far into the dream realm during the incident. At the front, Dr. Hale held stillness like weight, grounding the room without effort. To the edge, Principal Johnson remained seated apart, eyes moving slow across every face.Heavy silence filled the space. Quiet pressed down like a weight.Someone had to start, but nobody moved forward.Patience sat heavy on Dr. Hale as we stood in silence. A long pause passed before Scott shifted, voice cracking like he’d forgotten how to speak. His attempt at humor landed flat, hanging awkwardly in the air.“So… anyone else dream about their family thro
Julianna POVWhat caught my attention right away? The quiet. It wasn’t just still - it felt heavy, like air before a storm.It wasn’t that thick, airless quiet from dreams. Just the usual hush. The school stirring slowly, like it had been off somewhere strange all night. A low sound crept through the halls - morning finding its way back.Outside the principal’s door, I paused, breath uneven from what had just played out behind my eyelids. Gone now - the dark fog that clung so close before. Lighter somehow, the space around me, nearly ordinary, yet tinged with something sharp on the tongue, like old coins left too long in a pocket.Students were stirring everywhere.One by one, students lifted themselves, hands dragging across their faces as though shaking off a dream too heavy to carry. Around them, glances darted left and right, questions slipping out in hushed tones that curled through the air. By the water's edge, a young woman flinched at each blink, tears forming only after recog







