Chapter 31: Chapter 31: The Mist Realm

I stood in the Crosspath, listening to the quiet, doing my best to stay focused despite the raging emotions simmering at the edges of my mind. Empathy made sense to me now. Being connected to the Loom had held me hostage, kept Chaos in check.

"You don't have to do this, Eve." Dad stood next to me, face creased in worry, though I know he was only being kind.

"Yes, I do." I stared at the place where the door to the Mist realm-it deserved to be named at last-had appeared to me but didn't call it, not yet. They were watching me. Inside the Loom, woven in to the past, present and future. All the Pantheons, even the ones time and mortals forgot. Waiting, breathless, for Chaos to destroy everything they'd built.