The words carved into the mountainside echoed in every mind at once. *Three Keepers shall climb the mountain. But only two shall descend.* No one spoke. Even the mountain pass itself seemed to hold its breath. Pearl looked slowly toward Lucien. "Read it again." He swallowed. "I don't think I want to." "Please." His eyes returned to the glowing symbols, unchanged from the first reading, and with a heavy sigh he read the prophecy once more. *Three Keepers shall climb the mountain. But only two shall descend.* The silence afterward felt unbearable. Finn was the first to break it. "No. I don't accept that." "It's a prophecy," Astrid said, arms crossed. "Not a sentence." "I don't care. I still don't accept it." Pearl reached for Evren's hand without thinking, their fingers lacing together, and she could feel his pulse against hers — steady, strong, alive. Her chest tightened. "We're all coming back," she whispered. "All three." Evren looked at her, his expression cal
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