Chapter 448: Secrets in the Night
The darkness receded as I released the Oracle of Eternity, and we were back in the Heart of Haven. It was hard to say if we’d ever truly left or if it had all been a vivid projection within my soulspace. Strangely, I felt no curiosity about it, only a heavy sadness that mirrored the expressions on Korra and Gayron’s faces.
"I can’t believe Grace is...is..." Korra trailed off, her eyes hollow and distant. "She was right there, but I couldn’t do anything."
"But it’s unreliable, right? That’s what you said," Gayron muttered, his gaze fixed on me. His tone was defiant, but the slump of his shoulders betrayed his true feelings.
I shook my head, biting my lip as they both flinched in response. "It was just a vision, it hasn’t happened yet. But it will, though, if nothing is changed."
"How can you be so, ugh, I don’t know... detached about all this?" Korra’s voice cracked, tears welling up in her eyes. "How are you alright?"
My gaze drifted to the endless expanse of stars above, my own eyes blurring with unshed tears. "Thron once warned me that the future was heavy, and sometimes it’s better not to know. But now...? It’s a burden I’ve carried for so long I no longer remember its weight. I’ve seen so many wars, entire worlds fall, and enough blood to fill an ocean. Every night, my dreams are filled with the schemes of the gods and demons. The voices never stop whispering..."
A heavy silence settled over us, broken only by the gentle rustling of leaves in the breeze.
"Do you see things like that a lot?" Korra’s voice was barely a whisper.
"Almost every night," I said quietly.
"I thought you said fate only showed you visions related to yourself," Gayron said with a scowl. Faint wisps of his aura flickered around him, and even though I didn’t believe he was truly angry with me, I instinctively shrank back, my tail twitching anxiously.
"I-It does," I stammered, "Most of what I see is fragmented or blurry, but that doesn’t make them any less real."