The first rays of sunlight crept through the curtains, bathing the room in a warm golden glow. It was a new day. A new beginning. For Seraphyne and her family, it was a moment of quiet, something they hadn't known in years. After all the battles, the magic, and the endless uncertainty, the world outside seemed almost too still, too peaceful. And yet, there was comfort in it. It was the calm after the storm, the silence that followed a long and turbulent journey.
Seraphyne woke with a soft sigh, her body sinking into the familiar comfort of her bed. The weight of the supernatural world, which had once felt like an inescapable shadow looming over every moment, was no longer there. The rift was closed. The Enchanted Realm was behind them. And yet, even though the magic was gone, the echoes of that life still lingered in their hearts.