☽ Nyra ☾
The cave stayed with me long after I left it. Not in my body, but in the way my mind held its weight. The whispers clung to the edges of my thoughts like wind trapped in cloth. The carvings flashed behind my eyes whenever I blinked. That single truth: the choice is yours, sat in my chest like a stone I couldn’t swallow or spit out. I had gone there expecting answers. I had walked out with a burden. By the time I reached Moonreach, dusk had settled over the pack. Smoke curled from chimneys. Wolves moved between cabins, talking in low voices. Everything looked normal, but the air felt tense, stretched thin as if the forest was holding its breath.
I needed Kaedra.
If anyone could translate what the sanctuary had done to me, it was her. I walked straight toward the council chambers
