Page 52 of Favored By the Stars

The unsettling sound of Thorn drawing his sword shattered the harmony we had been weaving, a sharp reminder of the danger lurking just beyond our fragile bubble of power.

I looked up, my heart racing, just in time to see movement within the trees, a mass of twisted limbs and glowing eyes materializing from the darkness, creeping closer with an unnerving speed that sent chills down my spine.

The air thickened around us, pressing heavily against my chest as panic clawed at my insides like a feral beast desperate to escape. My magic faltered for a moment, wavering like a candle flickering in a storm; I needed to regain control before it slipped away completely into chaos.

"Stay focused!" Volker growled from next to me, his voice taut with urgency as he struggled to keep his own energies steady amidst the encroaching threat.

My heart raced; fear threatened to unravel everything we'd worked for. But alongside it surged determination.

Our energies began to sync again, harmonizing into a brighter radiance. As we intensified our focus, shadows continued to skulk at the edge of our sanctuary, dark shapes shifting with malicious intent. My heart raced at their approach, but Thorn's unwavering support steadied me. He stood ready to protect us, sword raised high as if daring the darkness to come closer.

The intensity of our combined magic surged through me; it felt alive and wild. A flicker of uncertainty crept in, a thought that maybe I wasn't worthy of this power, but Thorn's presence pushed that doubt aside. His belief in me radiated like sunlight piercing through clouds on a stormy day.

"Now, push all the combined energies into the Diadem. Infuse it with everything you have." Volker's words were quiet but intense, telling me just how much effort he was putting into this.

I concentrated on the circlet that sat on my head, pulling every ounce of strength I had into channeling the magic into the Diadem.

With a last surge, I released all my energy into the crown. The magic exploded outward like fireworks illuminating a dark sky. A wave of brilliance washed over us, momentarily banishing shadows and filling our grove with warmth and light. As the last spark burst forth from my fingertips and infused itself into the Diadem, Wyn's laughter rang out like chimes in the wind, pure joy at our success mingling with relief that coursed through me like fresh air after being submerged underwater for too long.

The burst of light faded, leaving a shimmering afterglow around us. I drew in a deep breath, the weight of exhaustion slipping from my shoulders as I opened my eyes to see Volker and Wyn hovering over the Crescent Diadem.

"It worked," Wyn exclaimed, her voice laced with disbelief and excitement as she reached for the Diadem. "It really worked!" She gently lifted it, the golden light dancing off its surface like sunlight on water.

Volker leaned in closer, his brow furrowed with concentration. "We need to assess its energy." He placed his hands around the Diadem, which was a bit awkward considering it was still on my head, and closed his eyes as if he could feel the vibrations emanating from it. After a moment, he nodded slowly. "This should help keep our enemies at bay more easily now."

Relief washed over me like a cool breeze on a sweltering day. I hadn't realized how tense I'd been until now; it felt as if I could finally breathe again.

"Good," Thorn said, his voice steady as always, yet a flicker of satisfaction crossed his features, illuminating the stoic facade he often wore. With the oppressive silence lifting and nothing seeming to lurk nearby anymore, he turned to Van, who had been watching us intently, his gaze flickering between us like a candle flame. "What's next? Where's the Starforged Mirror?"

Van straightened up, brushing leaves off his tunic with an air of importance that made him seem almost regal. "The Mirror lies within Lumerin," he replied, excitement edging into his tone, hinting at the thrill of adventure. "An ancient city that only fully exists in the Twilight Gardens. In the mortal realm, it's a ruin, having been destroyed multiple times over the centuries."

"Lumerin?" I repeated, curiosity piquing at the name. The city sounded shrouded in mystery and wonder, a place where history clung to the air like mist.

"It's said to be filled with memories of the past and echoes of what was," Van continued, gesturing animatedly, his hands weaving a tapestry of visions. "Whether it is still that way, I do not know. Time has a way of altering things, even in a place like Lumerin, and I have not been there in a very long time."

Thorn's jaw tightened slightly as he processed this information, his mind racing ahead to the challenges we might face. "And how do we get there?" he asked, his voice low and steady, masking the urgency that pulsed beneath.

"Even within the Twilight Gardens, Lumerin isn't always available. The path only opens under certain conditions," Van explained, glancing at the gathering shadows beyond our grove, which seemed to thicken like an impending storm. Apparently, there was only so long a blast of magic would keep them away. "The Celestial Alignment must be just right." He paused for emphasis, letting the weight of his words settle over us before adding, "Tonight is one of those nights."

"Tonight?" Wyn echoed incredulously, her eyes wide, as if struggling to grasp the enormity of the moment. "You're making this up." She crossed her arms over her chest, clearly not believing the bard, her skepticism a tangible barrier.

"Yes, and no. If I were making it up, then it would be something much more complicated than just the Everdawn lining up with a full moon," Van replied with a mischievous smirk. Were bards always like this? The only ones I'd met before were only concerned with getting enough coin for their next drink.

"We need to move quickly." Thorn stepped closer to me, wrapping an arm around my shoulder protectively, a familiar warmth spreading through me at his touch. I leaned into his touch, my mind and body remembering our earlier activities and wishing for a repeat. Thorn's voice stopped those thoughts in their tracks though as he continued, "If we're going to retrieve this mirror before anything else can find us, we should get going."

With renewed purpose thrumming through my veins, igniting a fire within me, I felt the weight of our mission settle on my shoulders. We prepared ourselves for whatever lay ahead in Lumerin, every heartbeat echoing with the urgency of our quest. The prospect of chasing after yet another artifact, one that could help shape our destiny against the looming darkness threatening to engulf us all, filled me with a mix of determination and hope. I could almost feel the warmth of the light we sought, a beacon amidst the encroaching shadows.

The Starforged Mirror would serve as another crucial step in our battle against the Void Dragon Empress, a tool that could illuminate the path forward and reveal the hidden truths we desperately needed to confront. With its power, we could not only defend ourselves but also challenge the darkness that threatened to consume our world. The thought of wielding such a formidable artifact filled me with a fierce resolve, igniting the determination deep within me to fight back against the encroaching shadows.

ChapterTwenty

Senara

I followed Van through a winding path that twisted between ancient trees whose trunks shimmered with both silver and gold. The Crescent Diadem sat comfortably on my head now, no longer feeling like a foreign object but an extension of myself. As we walked, the path beneath our feet gradually transformed from soft earth to worn cobblestones, their edges rounded by countless years of footsteps.

"We're here," Van whispered, his usual confidence faltering slightly.

Lumerin rose before us like a dream half remembered. Crumbling spires reached toward the dual light of moon and Everdawn, casting long shadows across dilapidated courtyards. Buildings stood in various states of decay, some merely foundations, others nearly intact with glittering windows that reflected impossible constellations.

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