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Private “Ashes to Aleen”

(Gilded Veil)- Founder / C.E.O.
The jungle came alive after midnight.

What had once been bright with torches and dancing Aleena was now soft and surreal. The canopy above shimmered with bioluminescent spores, drifting down like snow made of light. Thick vines tangled between pale-trunked trees, and strange, rhythmic pulses echoed from deep within the land — not quite wind. Not quite voice. Something older.

Sommer stepped carefully along the moss-padded path, her hand out to steady herself against a tree that felt warm under her palm.
 
(Gilded Veil)- Founder / C.E.O.
Sommer paused, brows drawn.
"It wasn't sound. Not in the normal way. It was like…" she touched her chest, just over her heart, "…like the planet sang inside me. And I had to follow."
 
They reached a cleft in the side of a vast root structure — wide enough for two people to enter side by side, yet partly overgrown. Trees arched protectively above it, their branches bent like hands shielding a secret.

The entrance throbbed faintly with energy.

Alyssa stepped forward and let her hand hover over the opening.
"Force well," she whispered. "Dormant. But not… dead."
 
(Gilded Veil)- Founder / C.E.O.
Sommer didn't move.

Her fingers tightened at her sides. Her pulse thudded. Because the hum that pulsed inside this cave… was familiar.

Too familiar.

Dark silk whispering behind her ears. A thousand voices folded into one. The memory of being hollowed out — of her mouth moving without her will, her body not entirely her own.

Azis.

"If he's still here," she said, voice hollow, "then what was the point of it all?"
 
(Gilded Veil)- Founder / C.E.O.
"No, listen to me. We burned the Vault. We killed his anchor. I almost died. I let myself become a cage. I let them study me. I lost pieces of myself. And if after all of that… he's still here?"

Her breath caught. Her hand trembled.
"Then maybe he wins. Maybe I was just the next body. Maybe I was never meant to be the end. Just a chapter."
 
The silence that followed was thick with jungle breath and distant water dripping through stone.


And then Alyssa crossed the space between them in three steps and grabbed her by the shoulders.


"You do not get to say that," she said fiercely.

Alyssa's eyes were wet but blazing.
"You are not disposable. You are not a footnote. You've fought too hard to let some lingering shadow of Azis convince you you're already lost. That's what it wants. For you to break."

She pulled Sommer into a hard, grounding hug.

"You're still here. I'm still here. And if something is waiting in that cave — we face it together. Because you are not some stolen vessel. You're Sommer Dai. You choose who you are. A GODDAMN survivor."
 
(Gilded Veil)- Founder / C.E.O.
The air grew cooler as they descended. The path narrowed into a winding staircase formed from ancient roots and petrified vines. Pale lights swam in and out of view in the corners — not quite bugs. Not quite stars.

And then they reached the pool.

A shallow basin of still, black water sat in the center of a hollowed chamber. The walls were etched in pictoglyphs — spirals, antlers, hollow eyes — and overhead, roots dangled like veins.

As Sommer stepped near the pool, the surface rippled. A face rose in the water's reflection — hers, but not quite.
 
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Her own features… twisted. Paler. Lips painted black. Eyes too wide, too Blackened.
Azis. Or a memory of him.


And then he spoke, though the mouth in the water didn't move:

"I was not born. I was woven. You were not meant to end me. Only to carry me farther."
 
(Gilded Veil)- Founder / C.E.O.
She raised her hand. A soft golden glow flickered at her fingertips — hesitant, uncertain, but hers. Not Azis's. Not stolen. And with one word — a lyric from the old Aleenan melody — she let the light go.


It danced across the surface. The reflection burned away. And the chamber fell still.
 
Smoke drifted from the far corner of the cave.

From it, the ILA emerged — just as silent, just as towering. Her antelope mask caught the faint shimmer of Alyssa's glow crystal, casting long shadows across the wall behind her.
 

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