They moved through a landscape that refused to speak.
The wind didn't blow.The grass didn't sway.Even the birds, once heard in distant trees, had stopped their songs.
It wasn't unnatural.
It was holy quiet—the kind that wraps around the soul like a question with no answer.
🕯️ The Weight of Vaerion's Words
They hadn't spoken of him since he vanished.
His voice still rang in their heads:
"The longer Elarion stays silent…The more the truth begins to sound like me."
It stung.Because part of them wondered if he was right.
🏹 Seren Breaks the Silence
"I don't like walking blind," she said.
Her voice wasn't angry. Just tired.
"If he still believes in us…Then why not say something?"
Kael walked beside her, eyes low.
"Maybe that's what belief is," he said quietly."Letting someone walk, even when they stumble."
🐉 Vaelrix Speaks
He didn't turn to them. Just stared ahead.
"I didn't ask to be chosen."
"I wanted purpose. Not prophecy.Something I could fight. Something I could kill."
He clenched his fists.
"But silence?Silence doesn't bleed."
👧 Alari—Still and Steady
Alari looked up at them.Smaller than all of them.But her eyes were not weak.
"He's not gone," she said.
They turned.
"He's just… waiting."
Seren frowned.
"For what?"
Alari blinked, voice calm.
"For us to believe in him… before we ask him to prove it."
🕯️ They Walk Anyway
No voices from the sky.No warmth from the heavens.
But still… they walked.
Because what if the silence wasn't absence?What if it was trust?
And what if the next time the world trembled…It wouldn't be from fear…
But from love finally touching the ground again.