Morning sunlight filtered gently through the curtains, casting a warm glow across Lira's room. She stirred beneath the covers, the memory of last night's meeting with Grandmaster Elion still lingering in her thoughts like an unfinished melody.
After freshening up and tying her hair loosely behind her head, she sat cross-legged on the edge of her bed, the dusty book resting on her lap. Its worn leather cover felt cool and oddly comforting beneath her fingertips.
With a deep breath, she opened it.
The pages inside were yellowed but intact, filled with beautiful illustrations and flowing script. The first few pages seemed like an introduction — or a warning. They spoke of balance, ancient forces, and a time when wielders of multiple elements walked the world freely.
