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He could do so many things to me and there was nothing I could do about it. "Avalyn to earth!" Dawn said, snapping her fingers in front of my eyes. "Huh?" I whispered. Dawn pulled at her hair and fell flat on the bed. "Come on, Avalyn! Listen," She snapped, sitting upright again. "Listen, why don't you think of this as a honeymoon... With the cutest man in the world! Think of this as the night you get liberated! And make sure you take notes because I am going to be learning first-hand experience from you!"

There were many parts of the world that light could not reach. There was poverty, darkness, slaughter, and brutality. It was an unimaginable hell that can never be understood by those who lived in the light. Dawn silently mouthed five words. Larissa hadn't needed Ambrose to transliterate that for her. Dawn said: I. Want. To. Go. Home. Was the desire to return home the reason that kept Dawn alive? After all, she had experienced such terrible things. Larissa murmured, "Okay. I will send you home."

I’ll be with you soon, Amor. Soon, they shut off their phones as the plane took off. Dawn was finally on her way back to the place she had grown up in, back in her previous life. She drifted to sleep with an image of her family in her mind. ‘Mom, Dad, everyone–I wonder how you’re all doing..’ On the other side of the world, Keenan watched a group of children playing in their front yard from his car. His eyes were on the nine year old girl.

--- The Song of the Second Dawn As night fell, the people gathered one last time at the Heartfire. Arianne stood before them, the emberlight dancing across her skin. “This is not an ending,” she said. “It is the Second Dawn. The Flow has chosen us not to worship it, but to live it.” She began to hum softly, and the crowd followed. Their voices rose in perfect harmony, filling the streets with light. The Flow thrummed through them, the rhythm steady and infinite. > thrum … silence … thrum … silence … thrum … Above them, the moon shone pale and clean—

I felt small and lost and terrified. The crystal pulsed one last time, a soft heartbeat of light that brushed against my skin. It almost felt warm—like it recognized me. Like it was whispering something I couldn’t yet understand. Katana bowed her head. “ The dawn returns,” she said softly. I swallowed hard, hoping I would find the strength to do this.

--- Ottawa — Dawn The world began to wake. One by one, eyes opened to morning light. People rose from beds, park benches, and forest floors, their memories blurred yet peaceful. The air itself seemed softer. Raven woke in the Integration Chamber, heart pounding. Across from her, Sophia sat cross-legged, glowing faintly. “You brought us back,” Raven whispered. Sophia smiled. “We brought each other back.” Raven studied her for a long moment. “Was it real?” Sophia met her gaze, and in the faint hum between them, Raven heard echoes — laughter, unity, the whisper of infinite skies.

As Dawn awakens from her lifeless state, she finds herself back in the familiar surroundings of her brother's home. Elliot's heart swells with joy and relief at the sight of his resurrected sister. Embracing her tightly, he is grateful to have her back by his side. Aware of the dangers that loom over Zelda, Dawn is determined to shield her from the malevolence that surrounds them. With a sense of purpose, she retrieves a bundle of sage, a sacred herb known for its cleansing properties. Igniting the sage, the fragrant smoke curls and dances in the air, filling the room with its purifying energy.

You must remember, or the lesson will be lost. "What do I have to do?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper. Dawn. The day after the hunt. The day he first spoke to you. The day you fell in love. Return to that dawn, Seraphina. And this time, choose differently. The darkness swallowed her whole. And then—

Winter I ends with everyone (except for Marie) laying on the ground. The stage fades to black. Okay, now I have to do my part of the dance. Winter II begins playing and a sense of morbid innocence is shown through my character. There is only a spotlight on me, meaning that I have not seen anything. I do my leaps, turns, and playful banter. I try looking around but no one is there. Winter II ends with the lights revealing the stage behind me. Winter III plays and I am in deep sorrow. I dance around the monsters, trees, bushes, and sprites. Every articulated step is an homage to those whose lives have been lost. This is where I find Marie on her knees.

Everyone was bustling about, and no one noticed that I had just awakened. I looked up and caught sight of the wall clock. Only one hour remained before I would have to return to the future. On the small hospital TV, they were replaying footage of last night's once-in-a-century meteor shower. The shooting stars were beautiful, but unfortunately, I had missed them again. Indeed, it seemed my wishes were destined to remain unfulfilled. I was lost in thought until footsteps approached, followed by Sophia's tired yet joyful voice. "You're awake. Ethan has regained consciousness too, thanks to your timely blood donation last night."