Skyler

I watch, mesmerized, as the flames interlace to form a barrier—a shimmering wall of magical energy that encases us in a dome of protection. It's as if they're spinning the very fabric of the underworld to shield me, their queen, from the perils that lie beyond these ancient walls.

The flickering light of the barrier casts dancing shadows across their faces, illuminating the pride and conviction in their eyes. They believe in me—believe in what I can become. And as the ...