EPISODE 52 - THE POINT OF NO RETURN

(POV Fheall) Sunset is almost here. They should arrive any second. Then it comes— the unmistakable roar of my Ceatha, tearing through the sky. Aeltiàfisar, Baelkers, and I all look up at once. Three distant specks. Closing in fast—faster than anything that should be able to fly. My heart starts pounding. Too fast. Too hard. My throat tightens with something that feels like... anticipation. I can feel it in them too. In Baelkers. In Aeltiàfisar. Just like centuries ago... Gods... what a sight. They move as one— wings beating in perfect sync, so aligned they look like a single, magnificent creature crossing the sky. And at the center— My little one. Ceatha. Those violet eyes... so sharp, so alive. His translucent scales catch the light and scatter it everywhere—fracturing it into a storm of…