The Fractured LightThe sky was still trembling when we returned to camp.The world looked wrong—like reality itself hadn’t quite snapped back into place. Trees were frozen mid-sway, clouds half-formed like unfinished brushstrokes, and the air shimmered faintly, as if some invisible boundary had been stretched too thin. Even the birds didn’t sing.Edward walked beside me, his jaw tight, his hand hovering near his sword though there was nothing left to fight. His eyes darted across the landscape, sharp, calculating, like he was searching for threats in the silence.Aaron followed a few steps behind, scowling. “So,” he muttered, “we nearly got turned into divine confetti, and now the world’s… melting. Great job, everyone.”Sylra ignored him. She was kneeling near a fallen tree, tracing her fingers over the bark. It was glowing faintly gold. “It’s not melting,” she said softly. “It’s… adapting. The merge is trying to finish what it started.”I pressed a hand to my chest, to the faint wa
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