Lira sank down onto the soft moss near the base of the Spirit Tree, Fluffy curling immediately into her lap. The little creature's warmth and gentle hum of contentment made the world feel safe, almost unreal after everything they had endured.
Thalanir settled across from her, staff leaning against the tree, his expression calm but curious. Serelyth hovered slightly above the ground, wings folded, silver hair glinting in the filtered sunlight.
Lira held Fluffy close, stroking its fur gently. "You know," she began, "it's strange… I never thought I'd be able to travel so far and see so many things… and yet here I am. Somehow, we made it through."
Serelyth's eyes softened. "It was not merely survival, Lira. It was courage and wisdom combined. You learned to move through worlds and shadows alike."
