Kaelen's world was dark. The void around him seemed endless, pulling him into its depths. He felt weightless, adrift in the silence. Then, a faint sensation began to creep through the void—a warmth spreading across his back and shoulders. It tugged at him, calling him back to the surface.
His eyes fluttered open slowly, the world around him was hazy and indistinct. Blurred shadows and streaks of light filtered through his vision. As his senses struggled to realign, he felt a steady, rhythmic motion. His body swayed gently with each step of the person carrying him. The faint sound of footsteps were crunching against the uneven ground reached his ears.
"Thane...?"
