Anonymous
Far away, beneath a mountain where sunlight had not reached for centuries, silence ruled.
The darkness had become familiar.
Unchanging, Endless.
Then— Something stirred. A pulse.
Soft.
Faint.
Barely noticeable.
The figure seated within the darkness slowly opened a pair of cold eyes.
For a long moment, there was only silence.
Then another pulse followed.
The figure frowned.
"...Impossible."
The feeling came again.
Weak.
Distant.
But unmistakable.
The bond had awakened.
Someone had found it.
A slow smile spread across unseen lips.
"So..."
The prince had finally awakened.
The figure rose unhurriedly.
Dust drifted from ancient robes as footsteps echoed softly through the darkness.
Golden eyes...
The memory surfaced as clearly as if centuries had never passed.
A trusting smile.
A hand reaching forward without fear.
Promises whispered beneath moonlit skies.
The smile disappeared.
Replaced by something colder.
"After all this time..."
The voice was quiet enough to be swallowed by the darkness itself.
"...you have finally returned."
The ancient silence answered with another faint pulse.
This time...
The figure smiled.
It was not a kind smile.
"I have been waiting for you."
The darkness swallowed the sound of retreating footsteps.
Somewhere far away...
A golden thread had begun to shine once more.
And someone else had finally seen it.