▪︎Remora, the Goddess of Memory's Dimension▪︎
[Gale's POV]
The world shattered around me—not violently, but completely. One moment I was in the burning forest, my body cracking like old pottery. The next, I was somewhere else entirely.
No ceiling. No floor. Only endless shelves of crystalline books and glowing scrolls stretching into a velvet-black void that had no horizon, no boundary, no end. Above me, serving as a sky, hung a galaxy—but a frozen one. Swirling nebulae in shades of violet and gold, clusters of diamond-bright stars, all perfectly still. Immobile. Eternal.
The silence was absolute. No wind whispered. No shelves creaked. No distant hum of life or magic disturbed the perfect, crushing quiet.
Where am I?
Footsteps echoed behind me—the first sound I'd heard in this place. I turned.
