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Chapter 147: Whispers in the Ash
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2025-07-02 16:49:21Two Days Later – Forests of Naeldor, North of the Sanctum Ruins
The world had begun to breathe again. The sky was clearer, the birds had returned to the canopy, and the unnatural silence that had blanketed the forests near the Gate was finally lifting. But not for Serena. She sat alone on a fallen log at the edge of their new resting grounds. The others were nearby—Kael sharpening weapons, Mira etching protective wards, Elias checking their perimeter—but Serena didn’t move. She stared at her hand. At the faint black vines now lacing beneath her skin. They hadn’t been there before. They pulsed every night now. And sometimes—when she closed her eyes—she heard something. A whisper. Just a single word, spoken in a voice both hers and not hers: “More.” She hadn’t told anyone yet. She couldn’t. Elsewhere – The High Council of Velmore A grand chamber carved from crystal and bone. Twelve elders seated in a crescent. “The Gate has been sealed,” one said. “And the one who did it still breathes.” A projection shimmered above the stone table—an image of Serena, unconscious, glowing with silver light. “She carries the mark of Naelira,” said a robed woman. “But also something else.” “She's dangerous,” growled another. “And power like hers should never be allowed to walk freely. Especially not in wolf form.” “Would you suggest imprisonment?” asked a scholar. “Or assassination?” Silence. Then the eldest stood. Her voice was like thunder barely caged. “Find her. Study her. If she cannot be controlled—remove her.” Back at the Forest Camp – Nightfall Serena jolted awake from a vision—her hands clenched in fists, magic burning in her veins. Sweat soaked her shirt. Elias rushed in. “You screamed.” She couldn’t meet his eyes. “I saw… people. Watching me. Judging me. Deciding what to do with me.” He touched her cheek. “You’re safe.” “No,” she said. “I’m not. Not anymore.” Elias frowned. “What do you mean?” She hesitated—then rolled back her sleeve. The black veins shimmered faintly beneath her skin. “I think… the Gate didn’t just mark me. It left something inside me. Something that’s still growing.” He sat down slowly. “Why didn’t you tell us earlier?” “Because I didn’t want to scare you.” He gave her a sad smile. “Serena, you terrify me daily. But not because of your power. Because of what it’s costing you to carry it alone.” At the Edge of Camp – Lyra and Kael “She’s changing,” Lyra said, arms crossed. Kael nodded. “I know. She’s quieter. Too still.” Lyra’s eyes narrowed. “If it comes down to it—if she loses control—can you do it?” Kael turned to her, eyes dark. “Could you?” “No,” Lyra whispered. “But I’m afraid we’ll have to.” Later That Night – Serena’s Dream Realm The stars were bleeding. Serena stood in an open field of mirrors, each one reflecting a different version of herself: Serena before the bite. Serena during her awakening. Serena burning with eclipse fire. Serena with black eyes, her hands stretched over the ruins of a city. She turned away. “I didn’t ask for this,” she whispered. A voice echoed: “And yet here you are.” She turned. Darian. Not flesh. Not entirely spirit. Just his face—floating between veil and shadow. “You didn’t destroy me,” he whispered. “You freed me.” Her heart raced. “I watched you vanish.” “You unchained the Gate,” he said. “Now it sings in your blood. Soon… it will sing through you.” Serena screamed—and shattered the mirror with her mind. Real World – Her Eyes Snap Open She woke with a gasp. The eclipse mark on her chest burned like fire. She stumbled to her feet, fists clenched, eyes wild. Elias caught her before she could fall. “Another vision?” She nodded, barely breathing. “He’s not gone. He’s inside me.” Mira, drawn by the noise, appeared from the shadows. “Who?” “Darian. The Gate didn’t kill him. It made him a shadow. He’s inside the magic. Inside me.” The fire crackled. Everyone stared. Final Scene – A Choice Must Be Made “I have to leave,” Serena said finally. “Before it’s too late.” Elias stood. “No. We stay together. We fight—” “I don’t know if I can be fought,” she whispered. Lyra stepped forward. “Where would you go?” “To the mountains,” she said. “To the place Naelira once trained—the Shrine of the Forgotten Flame. If I’m to become something… then let me at least learn what I’m becoming.” Kael nodded slowly. “Then we go with you.” Serena shook her head. “No. This part I walk alone.” And with that, she turned and disappeared into the forest, the mark on her back pulsing once with moonlight.
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