The world was made of echoes.Soft, endless, and cold.Lila floated in a place that wasn’t air or earth — it was memory, fractured and bleeding through her veins. Every breath she took tasted of iron and moonlight. The ground beneath her was glass, cracked and glowing with veins of silver light, pulsing like a heartbeat that wasn’t hers.“Where am I?” she whispered, but the sound vanished before it reached her ears.A mist curled around her ankles, whispering words she almost understood. Her name. Cole’s. And others — names that didn’t belong to her life, yet hurt as though they’d once been carved into her soul.She began to walk.Each step left an imprint of frost behind her, delicate and vanishing. The air shimmered faintly, forming shapes — faces, moments, pieces of lives long gone. A woman screaming beneath a burning moon. A man kneeling in chains. A tree bleeding light.Her hand trembled as she reached toward one of the visions. It solidified — a woman, her eyes silver like Lila’
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