Chapter 155

*Elora*

The morning felt wrong.

Too quiet, too clear. The air was sharp with that unnatural stillness that comes just before something breaks—like the world itself was holding its breath.

I wrapped my arms around myself, pacing the worn edges of the veilfire gorge, the scar on my back pulsing steadily like a second heartbeat. The rune hadn’t stopped glowing since the night before. It shimmered ben