Scene 1 — The Morning After the Song
The air over Spectrum Academy was unusually still.
Normally, the central courtyard buzzed with drifting color motes, laughter, and overlapping auras.Today, after The Song of Seven, the world felt as if it were holding its breath.
The sky shimmered with faint hues — gold, azure, violet — rippling softly like morning mist.Marble paths reflected floating light petals that drifted upward instead of falling.Every wall of the academy hummed with a low, unseen melody — an echo that refused to fade.
Lyra stood at the center of the courtyard, her reflection wavering in a shallow puddle of light.Her grey aura flickered like fog in sunlight.Lumi curled at her feet, tail glowing a worried blue.
Riven stretched, static crackling through his golden hair.Riven: "After all that glowing and singing, you'd think we'd at least get a day off."
Eira folded her arms.Eira: "You'd think you'd finally stop talking for five minutes."
Despite the bite in her words, a faint smile touched her lips.
Lyra didn't join them.Her eyes were fixed on the sky.
Lyra (softly): "It's… beautiful."
Draven scoffed lightly.Draven: "Yeah. First time this place didn't feel like a ghost fortress."
Lyra's voice dropped.Lyra: "No… it feels wrong. Like it's breathing too fast."
The reflection beneath her feet shifted.
For a heartbeat, colors that weren't hers rippled across the glassy surface—crimson, gold, violet.
She blinked.
The puddle was normal again.
Scene 2 — The Summon
That afternoon, a crystal messenger floated into Lyra's dorm.
Its wings were shaped from light, its voice echoing gently within its core.
"Lyra Aven. Nyra Vale.You are summoned to the Chamber of Mirrors.— Archon Veyra."
Lyra's breath caught.
The Chamber of Mirrors reflected not bodies—but souls.Few students ever entered it twice.
She met Nyra in the hallway.Nyra's violet-black aura drifted like moonlit smoke.
They walked in silence, footsteps echoing along the marble corridor.
Nyra: "You saw something too, didn't you?"
Lyra hesitated.Lyra: "In my reflection… this morning."
Nyra's gaze stayed forward.Nyra: "Something that looked back?"
Lyra nodded.
The chamber doors opened with a low hum.
Seven mirror-arches stood in a perfect circle, each glowing with a faint Spectrum hue.At the center waited Archon Veyra, her robe shifting between gold, indigo, and white.
Her eyes were deep—like starlight trapped behind glass.
Veyra: "The Song didn't end yesterday. It's still singing… beneath the world."
Lyra noticed the mirrors pulsing faintly.
Lyra: "They're moving."
Veyra: "They remember resonance. And they reflect more than light."
Her gaze turned to Nyra.
Veyra: "What do you see, child of shadow?"
Nyra stepped toward a violet-rimmed mirror.
Her reflection blinked.
Its eyes glowed white.
Nyra: "Someone… waiting."
Veyra: "Not someone. Something. The world's unspoken echo."
Lyra's mirror flared.
Grey light twisted into silver.
Another Lyra stared back—not cruel, not broken—just tired, carrying every emotion she had buried.
Lyra: "Who is she?"
Veyra (softly): "The part of you you locked away. The mirror does not lie."
Lumi whimpered, burrowing into Lyra's arms.
Veyra: "Remember this. Empathy and shadow are two halves of the same truth.When they meet too early… something old may wake."
Scene 3 — Between Light and Shade
That evening, Lyra and Nyra sat on the balcony overlooking the moonlit gardens.
Crystal flowers pulsed below, releasing drifting silver pollen.Lumi slept in Lyra's lap.Zephyr circled lazily, wings catching the moonlight.
Silence stretched—comfortable, unforced.
Lyra: "You don't talk much."
Nyra: "Words get in the way."
A pause.
Lyra: "Maybe silence can be safe too."
Lyra held out her hand.
After a moment, Nyra placed hers against it.
Grey light met violet shadow.
Between them bloomed a silver-violet glow, pulsing like a shared heartbeat.
The wind stirred.Zephyr flared its wings.Lumi's light brightened.
Resonance Detected: Dual Light — Empathy + Shadow
Nyra inhaled sharply.Nyra: "What… was that?"
Lyra: "Maybe… a bridge."
They laughed quietly—the kind that only comes with trust.
Scene 4 — The Warning
High above, Archon Veyra stood before a stained-glass window.
Each pane reflected fragments of the chamber below.
Professor Nelys Thorne entered.
Thorne: "You called?"
Veyra: "They've resonated beyond tone two."
Thorne: "That shouldn't be possible."
Veyra: "It wasn't. Last time… the Spectrum Heart shattered."
Her reflection shifted.
For a heartbeat, it wasn't her—but a shadowed figure with seven eyes, humming the Song.
Veyra: "Prepare them. Before the mirror sings again."
Epilogue — Echo Beneath the Glass
Lyra dreamed of standing inside a mirror.
Endless reflections.All of them.
Fire. Frost. Storm. Time. Shadow.
At the center—a single white pulse, waiting to be named.
She woke to Lumi staring at her, eyes glowing silver and violet.
Lyra (whispering): "We're not alone anymore… are we?"
Somewhere deep within the academy,the Song began again.