The snake tightens slightly, just enough to confirm.
They’re Void creatures. Born from this darkness.
But they’re hers too.
Shadow and silver merged into something new.
And now they’re here for me.
Protecting me. Guiding me.
The fox stands, shakes itself once, and begins walking toward the distant mirrors.
The bird takes flight, circling above in lazy loops that leave silver trails across the darkness.
The snake’s hum pulses against my wrist like a heartbeat.
The darkness parts under their feet. Silver ripples radiate outward with each step, like they’re walking on water that reflects light that shouldn’t exist.
“Where are you taking me?” I whisper.
The fox looks back once, expression almost impatient.
Come on. We don’t have time for this.
I get to my feet. Legs unsteady but obeying.
Each step I take, the Void responds. Bends slightly. Shifts.
It’s alive.
It’s listening.
And for the first time since I was lost, the Void isn’t empty.
It’s waiting.
The fox leads.
The bird calls.
The snake hums against my pulse.
And I follow.
Chapter 29
Seth
The fox leads and I follow.
Because why the hell not?
The raven circles overhead, calling out every so often. Each cry leaves a shimmer of silver static that ripples through the darkness like sound made visible.
The snake around my wrist shifts occasionally, scales glowing faintly in sync with the hum in my chest.
The Void isn’t silent anymore. Every step sounds like walking on the surface of a vast lake—hollow and resonant and alive.
