Semua Bab The Luna’s last breath : Bab 61 - Bab 70

Aria could no longer sleep.Not after that terrifying vision.She lay in Dax’s arms, staring into the night sky, paying close attention to his breathing like it was the only thing holding the world together.“They’re hunting you,” she whispered again.Dax brushed her hair back gently. “Then let them,” he whispered back. Her fingers trembled with fear as she gripped his shirt. “I saw you. You had fire on your skin. Blood. I saw you falling and never rising.”He tilted her chin gently, making her meet his eyes. “I’m still here.”“But not for long if I don’t do something about this,” she said desperately.“You can’t fight gods alone,” Dax said. “I’m not alone,” she said, pressing his hand to her stomach. “And neither are you.”Before dawn, the air in the valley had changed. It wasn’t cold.It was heavy. The kind that made you sense a different presence even without setting eyes on them. For a moment, it was almost as if the sky itself was pressing downward on the world Wolves stirr

Even before people realized the clouds had gathered, rain had started pouring. Not heavy drops but shower drifting mist that soaked into fur and skin, carrying the smell of stone and old earth.Dax sat on the floor, his eyes empty and Aria in his arms. Rocking slightly, his forehead pressed to her hair.Her breathing was low but steady.For Dax, that was enough. Around them, the valley lay ruined. The earth was scorched, the trees were shattered and divine stone was scattered on the ground like fallen stars.No one spoke nor moved. Even the wolves who had once seen her as a threat and desperately wanted her dead were quiet. They all stood staring at the woman who had just stopped the hands of time itself.Aria stirred.Her lashes fluttered.Hope nearly broke Dax’s chest. “Hey,” he whispered, as if speaking loud would break her. “Easy. I’ve got you.”Her eyes began to open slowly.Her mind was not stable. She first felt confused, then felt pain and then memory finally hit hard

They left quietly after packing.The valley still carried the smell of burnt stone and terror. The entire camp broke apart in hasty lines of movement. Men had their weapons strapped on, children were lifted onto backs and the wounded were helped forward.They sang no victory songs.Only urgency and dread filled the air. Dax held Aria close, his hand locked around hers as if the scared someone might pull her away from him again. She had not stopped trembling since she felt the child was listening to something inside the seals.And Dax believed her when she told him. He had long learned never to doubt her instincts. He couldn’t afford to doubt her. Not when the world always kept proving her right. Ahead of them, the borderlands sat like a scar across the surface of the earth. Sharp-edged hills rose ahead, divided by glowing fractures where reality couldn’t heal properly. The air grew thin and heavy with magic that could cut the skin.Wolves slowed as they got closer to the outer

“Am I dead?” Aria asked herself. Not because the place she found herself was dark, but because it was too bright. Bright light traveled from tall pillars that stretched into endless sky, they glowed soft but heavily, pressing against her skin like warm fog. The ground beneath her was made of smooth stone, cold and pulsing faintly, as if it were alive.She attempted to sit up but pain flared through her body any time she tried. Her hands instinctively flew to her stomach. The child was still there. It was still alive and terrifyingly awake Her voice shook as she whispered to herself, “Dax?”She got no answer. Only echoes of her voice. Suddenly, she heard footsteps approaching her. They were not loud but rather, measured.The owners of the footsteps emerged from the glowing haze, tall and beautiful, their heavenly forms shifting between solid and shadow, faces half-hidden by blinding light. They were neither gods nor wolves. “Do not be afraid,” one said in a gentle tone. Aria’

Aria found herself falling. Not downward but inward. She felt the hands of darkness wrapped around her like cold water, slowly seeping into her lungs, her bones, her mind. She could no longer hear the sound of Dax’s voice calling her name. His voice cut off mid-scream, leaving only a loud silence that scared her more than the fall. Her body twisted violently and her stomach burned.The child reacted to her fear, pulsing hard enough to make her cry out in pain. “No! Please stop!Something new answered. Not with words but with weight She felt the darkness thicken around her, pulling faster, deeper, until fear was the only thing she felt.Then, she hit stone. Hard. The impact stole breath away from her lungs. Pain rushed through her back and shoulders, her body rolling violently across a smooth surface until it came to a violent stop. Aria lay screaming in pain, fingers clawing at the ground.The air around smelled old. Too ancient.Like dust that had never tasted sunlight.She