Kael was gone when I woke.I reached for him in the darkness, my paw finding only cold sheets and empty space. I sat up, my heart pounding, my eyes scanning the shadows of our chambers. Lyra slept peacefully in her cradle, her tiny chest rising and falling with the rhythm of the new world.But Kael was not there.I rose and walked through the silent corridors, my footsteps echoing on the stone. The palace was empty. The wolves of Silvermoon were not in their homes. The gardens were bare. The sky was a bruised purple, the color of a wound that refused to heal."Kael?" I called.Silence answered.I found him at the edge of the new world.He stood at the horizon, his back to me, his silver fur glowing in the strange purple light. He did not turn when I approached. He did not speak. He simply stood there, staring into the infinite."Kael," I said, my voice trembling. "What is happening? Where is everyone?"He turned slowly. His silver eyes were not the eyes I knew. They were ancient. Know
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