Chapter 107 Nightshade's Past

|| Lilac’s POV || The meadow stretched endlessly before me, a sea of emerald green dotted with wildflowers that swayed gently in the breeze. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and blooming lilacs, a strange comfort that wrapped around me like a warm blanket. In the distance, the sound of a cascading waterfall echoed, its rhythmic roar both soothing and haunting. My feet moved on their own, drawn to the water’s edge, where the mist kissed my skin and the sunlight refracted into a thousand tiny rainbows.