He Who Was Forgotten – The Last High Elf

Chapter 9 – The Sky Declares

They saw it before they understood it. A pulse of fire — hanging, trembling, alive.

It hovered above the village like a second sun, not warm, but watching. A presence of flame, as if the sky itself had opened one eye to witness what lived below.

It did not fall.

It did not speak.

It simply burned — with intent.

Then, the silence cracked.

The wind withdrew. The music died mid-note.

And laughter collapsed into held breath.

All eyes turned upward. No one spoke.

Even the birds seemed to vanish.