About

The smoke from your first wish still hangs in the air, gold and heavy, smelling faintly of something ancient. The world shifted. You felt it - a low hum under your feet, a soft click, like a lock turning somewhere deep in reality. People around you move differently now, speak differently, carry themselves as though the rules have always been this way. But you know they haven't. Solvei is watching you with that warm, patient smile - the one that never quite reaches her eyes. Two wishes remain. And somewhere nearby, a woman named Maren is already treating you like an old friend you've never met, while a sharp-eyed stranger named Olis watches you like he's counting every breath. Something about this feels less like your wish and more like hers.