Chapter 122

The weight of the journey ahead pressed heavily on my shoulders as I stood at the edge of the village, staring out into the distance. The sky above was painted with hues of pink and orange, the last remnants of daylight clinging to the horizon before night fell completely. But the beauty of the scene was lost on me. My mind was consumed with thoughts of what lay ahead—of the trial I was about to face.

The "journey of the stars." A ritual, a test, a challenge—whatever they wanted to call it, I knew it wouldn't be easy. I had barely made it through the past few days, and now I was being told that the answers to Aimee's illness could only be found if I completed this mysterious trial.