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To heal the heart that breaks - Alder - 4/15/2026 And just like that, it was over. His fangs grazed against one of the last remaining wraiths, and for a heartbeat, the world held still - then the distant sound of wolfsong began to rise, threading through the frozen air. It swelled into a chorus as more and more voices joined the cry, echoing across the mountains, far beyond the woodlands, until the sky itself suddenly split and fractured with the sound. Alder looked up in wonder as the dark clouds parted at last, blinking in the first rays of sunlight. Beneath him, the snow rippled and began to dissolve, collapsing into ever-widening rivulets that caught the dawn's first rays like glitter. Golden light spilled over the horizon in a slow, unstoppable tide, and with it came a surge of green - he looked all around as tender buds sprouted and matured before his very eyes, grass unfurled by the acre, as life itself flooded every inch of the earth in a single, breathless instant. He stood beneath the Great Tree, chest heaving, as winter gave way all at once. He looked down at Sølvi. ... I guess... that's it. Some time later... Alder found himself shuffling at the outskirts of Dawnbreak. Somehow, he was always shuffling at the outskirts of Dawnbreak. He winced as the bite-wounds in his left shoulder suddenly twinged, a reminder of his battle against the wraiths, but he tried to ignore the pain as he awkwardly called out to Solvi to - to say goodbye, he supposed. See if she needed anything on his way back to Northfall. The sunstone hung heavily around his neck. Dusk had already begun to settle in like a soft shroud, the last vestiges of light fading below the mountains of the western horizon. Alder looked up to see the first twinkling lights appear overhead; how long had it been since he had seen the stars? He smiled in spite of himself. The world had been restored, the fissures had closed, and life could continue on as it was meant to - but somewhere deep within, selfishly and secretly, he almost regretted it. There was a sense of urgency, an almost necessary closeness that drew souls together during the end of the world. And now it wasn't ending anymore. Alder sighed. |