In the Garden of Lost Reflections, time seemed to move differently. The passage of hours and days was uncertain, making it difficult to gauge how much time had passed since they began weaving their destinies. The garden held them in its ethereal embrace, and they were compelled to complete their task.
The loom stood before them, a radiant yet intricate enigma that held the key to their quest. Threads of various colors represented their past, their present, and their potential futures. The group's bond, solidified through shared experiences, grew stronger with each thread they wove.
As they worked, they began to relive moments from their past, both joyful and painful. Lyra saw herself as a child, standing in the grand library of Arcane Haven, the place where her journey had begun. The memories of her mentor, Alaric, who had guided her in the ways of magic, flowed through her.
