As the travelers pressed forward, the world around them grew darker. The sun dipped below the horizon, and with it came an eerie twilight, where the boundaries between reality and the shadows of what could have been began to blur.
Ahead, a strange reflection shimmered in the air like a mirror, but not quite. The surface rippled, showing fleeting glimpses of four figures standing on the other side, waiting.
"Is that… us?" Selene asked, her voice hushed.
Astraea swallowed hard. "No," she said, stepping forward. "That's who we could have been."