Kai:Sleep doesn’t come easy anymore. Not when the wards are broken, when screams bleed through the night like a second heartbeat. Not when I know too much.Tonight, I give in. Im too exhausted, too weak to carry on another minute in this hellscape. I sprawl on my narrow mattress, books and notes scattered across the floor, my veins humming with exhaustion. Candlelight flickers low, shadows shudder against the walls. Somewhere beyond the glass, the storm is still raging, battering the towers like fists against a coffin lid.And when I close my eyes—I fall.Not into dreams. Into something worse.The scriptorium’s shelves stretch endlessly before me, though the wood is blackened, charred, dripping blood like resin. Books breathe here, parchment wheezing with every turn of a page. Their voices overlap, discordant, a thousand-throated dirge.She walks with fire, war in skin…She’ll bleed to forge an age unknown…Prophecy coils in the air like smoke, clogging my lungs, slicking my palms w
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