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The Witness

ผู้เขียน: Dewumi Ezekiel
last update วันที่เผยแพร่: 2026-07-10 15:46:30

The void's children have grown into young wolves, their silver-light eyes carrying the weight of ancient knowing. They move through Silvermoon like living bridges themselves, connecting what was lost to what was found, what was denied to what was embraced. They are the fulfillment of a promise I made long ago, though I did not know it then.

I watch them from the palace balcony, Kael's hand resting on my shoulder, my mother standing at my side. The sun dips below the mountains, painting the sky
Dewumi Ezekiel

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