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Return of the Light

For days, the sky had remained gray.

Not storming.

Not grieving.

Just… waiting.

As if the world, like Elara, was holding its breath.

She hadn’t lit a single flame since the collapse.

Not in battle.

Not for warmth.

Not even to guide others through the wreckage.

The people had whispered softly at...