The First Root trembled.The Unmade stood motionless, its silver wound slowly disappearing. But something had changed. Its eyes were no longer white. They had become two endless circles of golden light.The First Origin stepped backward.“No. You cannot be here.”The voice emerging from the Unmade laughed softly.“After all this time, Mother, you still believe you can keep me outside?”Lyra looked between them.“First Origin, what is happening?”The ancient woman raised her trembling hand.“The First Beginning is not another creature. It is the moment before existence became separate. Before there were names, souls, memories, or even the possibility of endings.”Elyndra frowned.“Then how can it speak through the Unmade?”“Because the Unmade was born from the part of the Beginning that refused to let anything change.”The Unmade smiled.“I was never your greatest mistake, Mother. I was your greatest achievement.”The First Origin’s eyes filled with sorrow.“You were my child. I wanted
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