The Shard and the Soul

Weavers of Light

She hadn’t been born. She had been made—not by force, not by fate, but by choice.
Elian was not summoned by destiny or pulled from ancient prophecy. She came into being because two women—Rochelle and Emily—trusted their connection, followed something unexplainable, and placed their faith in something greater than themselves.
Rochelle, bearer of the Stone.
Emily, keeper of the Crystal
And a final piece—the Shard, held in silence until it was needed.
When the three came together, Elian emerged.
She wasn’t a memory or a ghost, though she had lived like one—half-there, watching, always on the edge of becoming. She had guarded them before they knew her name. But once united, they gave her form, voice, and life.
Zealan hadn’t wanted that.
He feared what she represented: wholeness, presence, becoming real.
He had tried to destroy her—to take the power she embodied and erase her from existence.
But he failed.
Now Elian lives—truly lives—on Earth, spending time between Rochelle’s grounded warmth and Emily’s radiant clarity. Her friends still carry the Stone and the Crystal. Through them, and her own growing abilities, they remain connected—mind to mind, heart to heart.
But Elian wants more than survival. More than gratitude.
She wants experience. A world of her own. A path no one has walked before.
And so, she chooses to leave.
Not out of loneliness, but out of love.
Because becoming real was never the end.
It was only the beginning.