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​Chapter 105: The Architecture of Memory

Autor: Angela Grey
last update Fecha de publicación: 2026-04-03 05:14:47

The cave at the base of the Great Peak was more than just a geographic shelter; it was a scar in the fabric of reality. We had found it while scouting for a defensible camp, a deep fissure in the granite that seemed to breathe a cool, steady draft of air from the heart of the mountain. We moved deeper into the dark, our torches casting long, flickering shadows against walls that had never seen the light of a fire.

​Silas stopped first. His milky eyes, which saw the world in shifts of energy rat
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