Bloodbound: The legacy of Serelai
We’re just… us.
You are the legacy, the voice replied, with immense tenderness. You are the children of the Balance. You carry the music in your blood, in your bones, in your friendship. You do not need to be gods. You only need to be what you are. A weaver of stories. A listener to the earth. A soul who remembers the light. Go. Plant a seed. Remind them of their own heart. The tools you need, you will find.
The light around the Genesis Seed pulsed one final time. The three tendrils of energy—gold, brown, and silver—flowed out again, but this time, they did not fill Sela, Leo, and Arin with power. They wrapped around them, solidifying, transforming.
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