Chapter 56 The Echoes Of Everglow

The wind that swept through the mountains as they left the Oracle’s glade was heavier than before—thicker, almost sentient. It curled around Lyra’s unconscious form, carried in Kael’s arms, like it mourned what had been awakened. Even Selene, hardened and unreadable, cast uneasy glances into the trees. “She’ll wake soon,” Selene murmured, brushing snow off her shoulder. “She’s not broken. She’s becoming.”