Melania felt every step she took disturb the silence that enveloped her. She stood on the boundary between two worlds — one sinking into darkness, and the other that had not yet existed in any form. With each glance, the mist seemed to lift, yet the new shapes emerging appeared no less abstract than what she had left behind.
The world was, and yet, it was not. The space that had once been part of reality now seemed invented, fleeting. Still, no matter how much Melania tried to move forward, every new path led her back to the very beginning.
Before her, a figure appeared, one whose presence was both familiar and strange. Was it Talys? Her old friend, or had he become just an image created by her thoughts?
“You’ve made your choice,” he said, his voice muffled and distant. “But now you must realize that it’s not as simple as it seems. This is not just your path, it’s the path for all those around you. You can’t simply destroy what matters.”
Melania couldn’t answer. Her heart raced. Every choice, every decision she made pulled change in its wake, and those changes inevitably affected others. Did she have the right to make those changes? Was she prepared to bear the consequences?
“You’re not just changing yourself, Melania,” Talys continued, stepping closer. His figure shimmered, rippling in the light that seemed to dissolve in the mist. “You are changing everything that was and everything that will be. But for that, you must become part of it all in order to embody those changes.”
Melania closed her eyes. She knew that if her heart had not been ready, she could never have made this transition. Was it natural? Was it the only way to save the world? Unknown. But she had already made her choice. And now, every movement, every breath she took had to become part of this new reality.
And then, between the shimmering light and the dense mist, new figures appeared. They were like shadows — unclear, undefined, yet present. They were those who had awaited her decision. They were the ones who had become part of the world whose path she was now meant to walk.
Her gaze met theirs. Familiar, yet already foreign faces. Some stood in silent observation, others took steps toward her, as if preparing for a meeting, but at the same time respecting her space.
“We are here to help, if you allow it,” a voice rang out, and Melania felt her heart fill with resolve.
She nodded, realizing that this time, her choice could not be purely personal. She was part of something larger — she was part of what was evolving, and now her task was to allow this evolution to take place.
And as soon as she took the first step, everything changed. The mist that surrounded them receded. The world around them became clear, but it was not the clarity she had expected. It was a new world, where all her previous fears, doubts, and losses became invisible. She was in it, she was part of it. And although every step she took left a mark in this new world, Melania knew that she would face even greater trials.
The flashing light again altered all the outlines. New doors opened before her, and now her hand reached toward them without hesitation. She understood: if she wanted to change this world, she had to believe that change was not just the result of her choice, but part of herself.
And this was just the beginning of what she had yet to accomplish.