Chapter 34

The beginning of the spell to rewrite Rose's memories.

Rose’s POV

The darkness was all-consuming, wrapping around me like a thick, suffocating blanket. It was silent, save for the faint echoes of memories that drifted through the void, fragments of conversations and fleeting images that made no sense. I felt like I was floating, weightless, with no sense of time or place. Occasionally, I would sense something—voices, perhaps, or the touch of a hand—but it was always too distant to grasp.

In this darkness, I searched for a way out, for something to hold on to, but there was nothing. Just endless night, pulling me deeper and deeper. A part of me wanted to give up, to let go and surrender to the abyss, but another part, a stronger part, resisted. There was something I needed to remember, something crucial, but every time I reached for it, it slipped away, like water through my fingers.

And then, through the haze, I heard it. A voice, soft and familiar, calling my name.