Chapter 247

I glanced down at my own hands, watching as the delicate, golden threads pulsed, trembling slightly. With a tentative breath, I allowed the magic within me to flow freely. Slowly, I began weaving those shimmering threads together, wincing as they unraveled or fell short, slipping through my grasp. The more I focused on the threads, the harder it seemed to intertwine them, so I forced myself to clear my mind, letting the magic move through me unrestrained.