ZURI

The cold hit me first. It was sharp, clean, and endless. It wasn’t like an ordinary cold. It didn’t sting or freeze; it hummed, like energy running beneath my skin. When I opened my eyes, the world had changed completely.

Bjord glowed. The kingdom that was once stone and firelight now shimmered like glass stretched thin over stars. Every line of power pulsed beneath the surface.

Rivers of color twisted through the air and earth, blue and gold and faint threads of green. The ...