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Chapter 199: Between the Pulse and the Silence

Author: Anala
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-26 05:30:52

It began as a whisper in the dark, not a sound, but a sensation.

Sariah sat cross-legged in the heart of the Vein, her body formed loosely in a shape the realm would recognize as once-human, though it changed constantly depending on her will. Her mind, however, never stopped listening. Through the threads of the world, she could feel the cracks widening across the skin of the earth like fault lines beneath glass. But this was different. This was not chaos. It was rhythm. A pattern.

A heartbeat. Not hers. Not the Vein’s either.

She inhaled out of habit, not necessity, and stilled herself. The echo came again. This time, stronger. A tether winding its way through the lattice of reality. The Vein was ancient, older than any crown or bloodline. It remembered everything. But this, this thread was new. Recent. Raw.

And familiar.

She followed it. Slowly. Carefully.

It led her beyond the known edges of her awareness, slipping through snow-covered hills and mountain roots, until it touched a s
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