The Ender Eye Prophecy: A Tale of End Particles and Redemption
In Ariadne’s village, if the air glittered like falling diamonds or smoke danced sideways, one knew the borders between realms were warping. That day, the sky didn’t simply shimmer; it pulsated with an urgency, swirling with violet and black End particles, signaling, perhaps, the throes of cosmic pain. Ariadne was twelve, with eyes like storm … Read more
