The Shattered Prophecy

Chapter 28: The Blade Between Us



 

The village lay cloaked in night, quiet as a held breath.

Eryk stood in the center of the square, the moonlight pale against the steel on his back. His heart beat slow, steady. Not from calm, but from clarity.

He could feel her.

Even before her footsteps touched the stone.

A whisper in the wind. A ghost of the past.

She appeared at the edge of the firelight like a shadow come alive, her cloak billowing in the breeze, her eyes unreadable beneath the silver of her hood.

Lyra.

She didn’t speak.

Neither did he.

For a moment, the world shrank to just the two of them. No Order. No prophecies. No teachings. Only the silence between former allies standing on opposite sides of an unspoken war.

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