The village chief's compound

"Mom," Orion called out, his voice snapping her out of her daze. "You look tired," he observed, concern etched on his face as he took in the heavy bags under her eyes. "I can tell you didn't get as much good sleep as I did."

As Celeste's anxious figure caught Orion's attention, understanding suddenly flashed within his eyes. He exhaled deeply and added, "Are you worried about my awakening ceremony?".

As Celeste caught her son's intense gaze and listened to his question, she nodded slowly, a wry smile creeping upon her lips. "I can't help but wonder what kind of gift you might awaken," she said, her voice faltering slightly as emotions threatened to overwhelm her. "Perhaps it will be a useful gift, one that allows you to live the life I never could give you. Or perhaps..." Her voice trailed off, and she fought to control the tears that threatened to spill from her eyes. She couldn't bear to voice her worst fears aloud.