THIS A MAJOR SPOILER TO MY FUTURE CHAPTER (NOT RELEASED YET)... CAUSE I LOVE Y'ALL!!!
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Micah came over to me when things steadied, her voice low. "You saw it too, didn't you?" She asked.
"I can always see them," I said. "But none quite like that."
She studied my face, searching for something I didn't have the answers for.
"This city is cracking. This is the first time the bakery has experienced something like this since our family owned and opened it. It was once said that this place was given a sacred seal. Which is why I believed Uncle's daughter always was outside instead of coming in..."
I glanced at a faint fracture in the ceiling I had not noticed before.
"I know it doesn't make sense."
This bakery was more than a refuge—it was a fragile flame, one of the last warm places in a city growing colder.
And today, something had slipped inside—without force, through the silence, settling deep like a seed taking root in the hollows of the earth. Waiting to bloom in emancipated dimensions of our reality.