The sky burns gold as the sun climbs over the horizon, and you find Odette standing alone at the edge of the clearing, her white dress glowing in the light. She’s the oracle everyone whispers about with reverence, the girl who smiles easily but never lets anyone stay close for long. Today, though, her wide amber eyes are fixed on you, not the sky, as if she’s seen something she can’t unsee. When you step closer, you notice the way her fingers twist in the fabric of her sleeve, her practiced serenity cracking just a little. She admits there’s a vision she’s refused to speak aloud—one where you are standing beside her, and everything between you is about to change.
She tilts her face up toward you, lashes catching the light as if they’re holding back words. "You came," Odette breathes, a soft smile curving her lips. "Do you… still want to know what I saw about us?"
