The morning dawned cold and gray, the air heavy with a sense of foreboding. Sasha barely slept, her dreams haunted by flashes of fire, blood, and the glowing dagger. She sat by the window, staring out at the misty forest, her fingers lightly brushing the weapon resting on her lap. Its faint hum was a constant reminder of its ominous purpose.Ethan entered the room quietly, his hair tousled from sleep. His gaze softened when he saw her, but there was an edge of worry in his eyes. “You didn’t sleep,” he said, his voice low.Sasha shook her head, her lips pressed into a thin line. “I couldn’t. Every time I closed my eyes… I kept hearing the Oracle. I kept seeing that word—‘Choose.’” She turned to face him, her eyes glistening. “How do I choose, Ethan? How can I pick who lives and who dies?”Ethan crossed the room and knelt beside her, his hands covering hers. “You don’t have to decide anything right now. We’ll figure it out. Together.”She wanted to believe him, but the weight of the pro
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