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In the Holy Book, it is said that the Companions of the Cave slept for ages, guarded by faith and silence, until their truth was ready to be seen. I think of my ancestors’ story the same way — buried in forgotten ledgers, scattered in the verses of Mirasi bards whose songs no one sings anymore, and old wives' tales.

I was ten when I began to piece together those fragments — a winged woman tracing her lineage through ink, rhythm, and rumor, listening for the heartbeat of a world that once was.