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The air grew thick, smelling of ozone and damp parchment. Aurora stepped across the threshold, her boot landing on heath soil that hummed underfoot. The light here bent around her eyes. Veins of amber ran through the silhouette of the trees. She touched her left wrist. The skin scraped against the silver chain of the Heartstone. Nyx did not blink. Their face remained a mask of shadows, but the violet light in their eyes flared against the gloom. "This place," Nyx whispered. The voice resonated like dry leaves grinding against stone. "It isn't real," Aurora replied. She looked down. The ground beneath her feet remained perfectly undisturbed where she stood, despite her weight. Isolde moved close and left no footprints in the moss. The creature that lived between the realms stood still as the void. "Your walk is the proof," Isolde said. The Half-Fae's silver hair caught a sliver of luminescence. She shifted her stance, the moonsilver dagger in her hand reflecting the distorted twilight. Aurora gripped the hilt of her blade. The metal remained ice-cold. "It hurts if we stay too long," Aurora said. The blade hummed. A vibration traveled up her forearm. Aurora's breath hitched. She pulled the pendant over her chest. The crimson gemstone fused to her skin pulsed in time with her heartbeat. The warmth spread across her ribs and settled deep in her bones. Nyx shifted shape. They stretched, a ripple of living darkness that swallowed the stems of a forgotten fern. "The hour grows," Nyx said. The temperature dropped ten degrees in a second. Frost crystallized on Nyx's knuckles. "I need to move," Aurora said. Her hands tightened around the handle of the blade. She felt the pressure building in her chest. "You cannot leave until the threshold speaks," Isolde said. She pointed her dagger at the wall of stone. It shimmered. "It is the Gluttony realm down here," Nyx noted. The shadow stretched. "Or the Veil." Aurora scanned the horizon. Vines moved without wind. The skywarped above the trees like heat waves on asphalt. "The Veil," Aurora said. She took another step. Her heel struck a surface that felt like polished bone. The Heartstone glowed brighter against her breastbone. Aurora stumbled. She caught herself with the blade, the tip sinking into the bone floor without a sound. "Look," Isolde said. Isolde stepped back. She raised her arm and bared her palm. Light poured from the Fae blade and wove threads of violet into the air. "See the patterns?" Nyx stepped into the shadows of the rock wall. Their form solidified into a shape that might have been a mirror. "I see the cracks," Nyx said. "They are bleeding." Aurora stepped toward a fissure. The stone here shimmered with a heat she could not touch. It smelled like roasted meat mixed with ozone. "The scent," Aurora said. She leaned closer to the fissure. Heat rolled off it like a furnace. "It feeds," Aurora said. She pulled back. Her hand trembled. The scar on her left wrist itched. She inspected it. The crescent mark glowed faintly. "Stop," Isolde said. She placed her hand over the blade's hilt. "Your hand burns." Aurora withdrew hers. The blade cooled instantly before her touch. "Your skin," Isolde said. "Is Hel-bound now." Isolde stepped closer. Her lavender eyes widened. "She lies," Aurora said. The Fae did not blink. She stood her ground. The blade stayed cold. "She knows more than she lets on," Aurora added. Isolde tilted her head. "Her silence tells the truth," Isolde replied. Nyx shifted their weight. The ground beneath them cracked. A spike of rock jutted upward. Nyx stepped over it. "We keep moving," Nyx said. Aurora scanned the fissure again. It looked deeper now. "Go down," Aurora said. Isolde looked at the wall. It shimmered violently. "I cannot see what is there," Isolde said. Her voice threaded into Aurora, causing the hair on her arms to stand up. "Then we walk together," Aurora said. She moved forward. The stone floor folded beneath her sole like wet paper. Nyx followed. They expanded their shadow to cover the path ahead. The darkness swallowed the edges of the forest. Aurora reached for the pendant. The warmth faded. The gem turned to stone. She realized the light was fading. The amber sky turned a burnt gray. "Light," Nyx said. They pointed at the higher branches. The leaves did not rustle. They remained exactly as they were hours ago. "The time stops here," Aurora said. Her hand moved to her throat. Her pulse slowed. She breathed in. She heard the space behind her scrubbed clean. "Open the door," Isolde said. Isolde pointed at the ground again. A crack widened into a tunnel. "Move," Aurora said. She stepped down. The temperature dropped again. The air smelled cold now. Nyx waited at the top. They stood against gravity, their feet pressing into the void. "Wait," Nyx said. They dropped. The darkness enclosed them. Aurora looked back. She saw the shadow retreat. They left nothing visible behind their form. "It is not a portal," Isolde said. She stepped forward. Her foot did not touch the ground. "The path is the end," Isolde said. Aurora gripped the blade again. It remained cold. She pulled herself deeper. Her fingers found cold rock on the wall. She pushed forward. They descended through the Veil. The light dulled into a naked hum. She reached the bottom. "Isolde," Nyx said. The shadow compressed. "Aurora," Isolde said. The Fae stepped into the light. She did not switch her light. "Move forward," Aurora said. She stepped off the ledge. Her boot landed on stone. "Nyx," Aurora said. Nyx stepped into the light. They looked at the fissure. The tunnel stretched into an unknown depth. "We go in," Aurora said. "Aurora," Isolde said. She looked up. The sky above them shrank into a single white point. "I see nothing more," Isolde said. Aurora stepped closer to the wall. She touched the stone with the back of her hand. It felt like snow. "It is the Veil," Nyx said. They stepped back. Their shadow extended to the ceiling. "Go," Nyx said. Aurora turned. She walked forward. The tunnel opened into a cavern. She saw the walls lined with bones. "Stop," Aurora said. She stopped. She turned back to the others. "Look." Nyx froze. The bones did not move. Aurora picked up a piece of bone. It pulsed beneath her fingers. "We are not the only ones," Aurora said. She threw the bone. It shattered. "Back," Isolde said. Isolde ran back. She did not walk. She vanished. "Go," Nyx said. Nyx stepped forward. The light grew brighter. Aurora turned. She looked at the fissure. She stepped up. She climbed. The light blinded her. She fell back. The air cooled. "It is not the Way," Aurora said. Nyx stood still. They did not move. The light died. "Light," Nyx said. Aurora looked at the cracks in her hand. "I keep moving," Aurora said. The silence filled the space. Nyx stepped away. They turned. "Go," Nyx said. "They do not go," Aurora said. She looked at Isolde. The Fae stood still. "She goes," Aurora said. Isolde stepped back. "Go," Aurora said. She kicked her boot against the stone. The stone shivered. Nyx closed their eyes. "Look," Aurora said. She stood. The blade stayed cold. Aurora turned. "Move," Aurora said. She turned. "The way opens," Aurora said. "Move," Nyx said.