As the last pieces of the dark mask dissolved into soft, golden stardust, Nifibia’s true face was revealed. He was not a creature of fear, but a magnificent spirit of the desert wind, his eyes holding the gentle glow of a thousand stars. He looked at Yasmin with deep gratitude, his blue wings now shimmering with a peaceful, calm light. The tea made from the Echo Bloom had not broken a curse, for there was none—it had simply given him the courage to lower his walls and remember who he truly was in the presence of an angel's descendant."Your great-grandmother used to sing that very same lullaby to the winds when the desert grew too cold," Nifibia said, his voice now sounding like the soft rustle of silken sands. "I came here not out of anger, but because I was drawn to the warmth of your hearth. I was looking for a home."At that moment, the door to the kitchen gently creaked open. Yasmin's little nieces, woken by the soft, heavenly melody of the lullaby, peeked inside with wide, curious eyes. Instead of being frightened by the brilliant blue entity with glowing wings, the children gasped in pure delight. To them, Nifibia looked like a beautiful character from their favorite nighttime stories.Yasmin smiled, her heart swelling with love for her family and her new guest. She beckoned the children inside and poured a fresh round of sweet, herbal tea. Nifibia gently folded his wings, creating a soft, warm breeze that made the dried rosebuds hang from the rafters rustle musically. Around the warm hearth, under the watchful gaze of the angels, the past and the present mingled together, starting a new, beautiful chapter of shared memories. То

Chapter 5: The Gathering of Light