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Chapter 03 Chapter 03 * ⬇️ Download as PDF ▶️ Play ⏸️ Pause ↩️ Resume ⏹️ Stop   Elaria staggered. Chaos worsened yearly. A boy in the east wished to ride a dragon; another in the west wished all dragons gone forever. Both were granted. One dragon came, only to vanish the moment the other's wish countermanded it......unmade so violently that the mountains shook. A woman in grief wished for time to reverse. For seven hours, the sun wavered backwards across heaven, children shrieked as they un-ate breakfasts, and farmers watched wheat vanish into soil. Then another wish, from someone desperate to undo confusion, reset the flow forward. Time hiccuped, snapping bones and memories alike. Soon, wishes were treated with fear. Families debated what their children could or could not ask...

Chapter 02 Chapter 02 * ⬇️ Download as PDF ▶️ Play ⏸️ Pause ↩️ Resume ⏹️ Stop   It was during this restless age that a girl named Lyra was born. Lyra's first wish, at six years old, was silly.......she wished her pet cat could speak. And suddenly Pip, once a lazy tabby, complained of his food being too chewy, his nap spot too lumpy, his disdain for humans too sharp to ignore. Her parents scolded Lyra for the trouble, but the wish was irreversible. Yet Lyra was unusual in one way: she was curious about the costs of wishes. Where others delighted or despaired, she always asked, "But what was there before my wish?" Pip, sharp-tongued, answered her when nobody else would. "Before you gave me words, I was happy enough. You thought it would be nice, but now I miss silen...

Chapter 01 Chapter 01 * ⬇️ Download as PDF ▶️ Play ⏸️ Pause ↩️ Resume ⏹️ Stop   There was once a land far from maps and memory, a place woven from light and rumor, called Elaria . Nobody knew how Elaria first arose. Some whispered that the gods themselves had built it to test mankind's restraint; others said it had always existed, a hidden fold of reality reserved for the fortunate. Elaria's soil was fertile, its skies gentle, and its people lived without hunger. But what set it apart was not its beauty; it was the Law of Birthdays . On the day each child was born, their first cry planted a contract inside the air. On each birthday after, as the candles were lit, they could make a wish . Whatever the desire, whispered or shouted, innocent or cunning, reality itself yielded. E...

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Chapter 05 Chapter 05 * ⬇️ Download as PDF ▶️ Play ⏸️ Pause ↩️ Resume ⏹️ Stop  nother year passed. In that year, Zhao Yichen burned every hour, every heartbeat, feeding evidence to police, fueling investigations, stoking fire. The system resisted. Zhuxin’s networks ran deep. Arrests mounted. Scandals broke. But power still rooted itself. And one shadow lingered: Wang Yue. Wang Sheng’s cousin. Declared missing. No report ever found him. Yichen never spoke of it. Silence was its own confession. Then came the day Wang Sheng, shielded by bribes and influence, walked free on bail. Yichen was waiting. Not hiding. Not pretending. Cameras caught him dragging Wang Sheng out of a luxury club by the neck. He acted under full surveillance, leaving no illusions. Hours later, beneath failing suburban light, Yic...

Chapter 04 Chapter 04 * ⬇️ Download as PDF ▶️ Play ⏸️ Pause ↩️ Resume ⏹️ Stop  Not all grief is loud. Yichen’s grief was sharp and lucid, the kind that slices open quietly over years. At first, after my death, I told myself I’d stay beside him for a while, then let go. I thought if I watched him throw himself into workninto his new company I could leave content, knowing he’d survive. But every night I drifted above him, I saw the truth. His insomnia. The pills beside his pillow. His chest clenched with pain as if it would tear itself free. His life didn’t continue. It rotted. He could bury himself in work, in numbers, in walls of spreadsheetsnbut every night, his pillow told the truth. The night he nearly took his own life, I revealed myself again. Some bold girl had tried to follow him home. He t...

Chapter 03 Chapter 03 * ⬇️ Download as PDF ▶️ Play ⏸️ Pause ↩️ Resume ⏹️ Stop  The next day, I waited at the cemetery. From sunlight into dusk, and from dusk into the bruised silence of night. He didn’t come. Rain fell hard, lightning tearing the sky apart. Of course he wouldn’t risk driving out in weather like this. But then he came. Out of the storm’s curtain, Zhao Yichen emerged. Wrapped in a black raincoat, carrying a black umbrella, he looked like a shadow among shadows. But in his hands was a pure bouquet of white jasmine. Though he had never set foot here before, he walked without stumbling, heading straight for my grave. A thin, fresh cut slashed across his cheek, still bleeding slightly, unhealed. His grip was steady as he placed the flowers at my stone and set down a box of fragrant frie...

Chapter 02 Chapter 02 * ⬇️ Download as PDF ▶️ Play ⏸️ Pause ↩️ Resume ⏹️ Stop  I was an orphan. No parents. No relatives. The police couldn’t find anyone else to claim my body. In the end, it was Yichen who signed the papers, Yichen who stood in that freezing morgue peeling back the sheet from my corpse. He didn’t cry. Not once. Instead, he touched my nose lightly with his finger and whispered, almost amused, "I wonder if you think this end was worth it." Even then, so calm. Too calm. He told the officers everything about me, my favorite color, my profession, the star shaped birthmark on my hand. With every word, he revealed how deeply he had memorized me, even as he denied ever being serious about us. And still, he never came to my funeral. He never once stood over my coffin. He was too bus...