The chaos receded into quiet, leaving only fragments that clung like hesitant children. Among them, one lingered longer, pulsing with persistence I could not ignore. It was small, almost unremarkable, yet insistent.
I understood, slowly, that it had chosen me as much as I had chosen it. Somewhere in the infinite layers, the Veilmaster observed silently. I did not yet know if it approved, but I felt its gaze weigh upon me like gravity.
The fragment's glow hinted at a future I could not yet touch, yet it promised continuity, a thread that would pull me forward into what came next.