Chapter 279

Elodie’s POV

The silence of the Zenith Pillar was different from the silence of the Coven.

Deep in the mountain’s marrow, the quiet had felt like the earth holding its breath, ancient and expectant.

Here, thousands of feet above the clouds, the silence was manufactured. It was the sterile, humming quiet of a laboratory or a tomb.

It didn't breathe; it calculated.

After the frantic, blurred esca