Chapter 643: The Name the Moon Still Remembers
Sophia opened her eyes.
At first, there was nothing sharp about the moment. No jolt, no sudden return to awareness. It was more like drifting up through deep water, slow and weightless, until the surface finally gave way.
And then she realized she was no longer a child—though in her last memory, she was no longer a child. She was an adult.
She lay still for a moment, breathing in the room.
Snowlight filtered through the window in pale, shifting patterns, flakes falling without urgency, like the sky had forgotten how to hurry.
The hearth burned steadily near the corner, casting warm orange light across the medical room. Shadows softened every edge, every surface. The air carried that faint mix of herbs and woodsmoke and something medicinal underneath it all.
It was all familiar and safe.
She turned and noticed Orion.
