Chapter 10
Dawn broke over the forest, illuminating two diverging paths: one winding toward jagged peaks that glowed crimson in the morning light, the other leading into a fog-covered marsh, where rogue magic twisted reality.
Lyra's shard vibrated in her hands. She understood instinctively—the shard guided her, hinting at the best path forward.
"We should go to the Peaks," Mira said firmly. "Danger there is direct, but we can face it. The Marshes… they twist minds and trap travelers."
Joren hesitated. "But… could the Marshes have what we need too?"
Lyra lifted the shard, feeling its warmth expand into her chest. "Peaks first. Then… we'll face whatever comes after. Together."
And with that decision, Lyra Selanth and her companions stepped into the unknown. The fractured realms awaited, full of danger, magic, and destiny—and the adventure had truly begun.
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