The final trial took place deep within the forest, in a hidden grove that pulsed with ancient magic. The air felt heavy here, thick with the weight of time. Nora could feel the presence of something old and powerful, and her heart began to race. This was it—the moment that would decide her fate.
"Focus, Nora," Kael instructed, standing beside her. "This is where your curse was born. You must confront it now."
As Nora closed her eyes, she felt a cold shiver run through her. The memories flooded back—fragments of her past life, images of her death, of being torn away from everything she had known. But now, it wasn't just the past that haunted her. It was the emotions, the feelings she had buried so deep, the ones she had refused to confront because they were tied to her curse.
Tears welled up in her eyes, and she fought them back. She couldn't cry. She couldn't feel. It was against the rules of her curse.
But as she stood in the grove, she realized that the only way to truly break free was to embrace those feelings, to face them head-on.
"I accept the truth," she whispered to herself.
And just like that, the world around her shifted. The magic surged within her, and the curse began to unravel.