Chapter 1736 - 1735
They woke together, as if their dreams had braided into a single thread that pulled them gently into morning. The air was different again - not just warm or golden, but thick with expectation. The kind that settled in the bones. The kind that made skin tingle before touch. Jude opened his eyes to find Lucy watching him, her fingers tracing invisible patterns over his chest, her breath soft and close.
"You dreamt it too," she whispered.
He nodded, not needing to ask what.
"A city," said Emma from behind them, her voice husky with sleep. "In the sky. Made of glass and vines."
"Floating above waterfalls that never touched ground," Natalie added, sitting up and combing her fingers through her hair. "I could hear laughter."
"And wings," Grace said, eyes wide. "We had wings."
Zoey smirked, stretching languidly. "Told you. Flying orgasms. I always dream prophetic."
Scarlet chuckled softly, her voice a low hum. "We were being watched. Not in fear. In wonder. We were something rare."
Sophie remained silent, still lying on her back, eyes fixed on the second sun that hadn't moved an inch since its arrival. "It didn't feel like a dream."
Rose rose last, stepping over the moss with deliberate calm, her body wrapped in a thin shawl of woven leaves. "Because it wasn't."
The others watched her cross to the fire, which hadn't been relit yet but still smoked faintly, as if the coals were too enchanted to die. Rose crouched beside it and looked to Jude.
"It's calling us."