Chapter 26 The Cauldron Of Rebirth

• The Wellspring of Aethel was not merely a pool of water; it was a living, breathing entity of pure Lunari essence. Nestled in the heart of a hidden valley, surrounded by ancient, glowing trees whose leaves shimmered with an inner light, the pool pulsed with an iridescent silver radiance. Its surface swirled with gentle currents, casting ethereal patterns of light onto the surrounding rocks, which were smooth and warm to the touch, humming with dormant energy. The air was thick with a scent of moon-blossoms and ozone, intoxicating and deeply sacred.
• Elara approached the Wellspring, her feet light, her heart pounding with anticipation. The last vestiges of Gorok’s darkness, which had subtly attempted to cling to her during the climb, finally receded, shriveling into nothingness under the immense purity of the Wellspring’s aura. She was ready.
• Lucian stood beside her, his hand resting on the small of her back, his presence through the Moonbind a rock of unwavering support. His amber eyes, filled with profound love and awe, never left her.