My Fated Mate
Eldric, his eyes ageless and deep, studied the Shard for a moment before saying, "The Shard is not just agitated; it's fragmented. Time itself is splintering, and this is a reflection of that fracture."
Draken frowned, "Splintering? How is that even possible? And more importantly, how do we fix it?"
Eldric gestured to a large hourglass, its sands moving erratically, "Time, as you know it, is not linear. It's a vast web, interconnected and interwoven. Right now, somewhere in its vast expanse, there's a tear."
Nebula asked, "What caused it?"
Eldric replied, "Many things can strain the fabric of time: powerful magics, cosmic events, or even certain decisions made by beings of significant import
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