Chapter 3 – Mystical Signs and Lora’s Awakening
The morning air was crisp and fragrant, carrying hints of dew and blooming flowers. Lora awoke with a subtle thrill, as though the universe itself had whispered secrets in her dreams. The sunlight streamed through her window, illuminating the room in golden hues, and for a moment, she paused to simply breathe, feeling connected to everything—the trees outside, the birds in the garden, even the faint hum of distant rivers.
Today felt different. Lora sensed a hidden rhythm beneath ordinary life, a subtle pulse that beckoned her to pay attention. As she walked through the garden, her fingers brushing over petals of roses and lavenders, she felt energy stirring in the air. The flowers seemed to lean toward her touch, and she heard faint melodic whispers harmonizing with the gentle breeze.
In the distance, a strange shimmer caught her eye—an almost imperceptible glow that danced between the trunks of the old oak trees. Drawn by curiosity, she approached slowly. Kneeling by the moss-covered ground, she felt a sudden rush of visions: crystalline rivers, floating lights, beings of radiant energy, glowing gardens. She gasped, realizing this was not a dream—it was a window into another reality.
She shared her experience with her sisters, their eyes wide with wonder, though they could not fully comprehend. Lora’s heart swelled with anticipation; her life was on the verge of transformation.
That night, she sat beneath the oak tree, reflecting on her desires, fears, and dreams. The wind stirred the branches above, whispering reassurance. She realized the journey ahead would not be simple but filled with wonder, discovery, and love.
