Celeste Grant moved closer to Javier Sinclair, her eyes fixed on the Mysterious Ancient Mirror in his hands. The Ancient Mirror was currently showing what had happened after the sliver of her son's Primordial Spirit fell into Elyndra.
It was nighttime.
From the vault of heaven, a sliver of golden light shot straight down into the lands of Kelldorn. The moment the golden light touched the ground, it transformed into a newborn baby. The child, fair and clean, was wrapped in a swaddling cloth embroidered with cloud patterns in gold thread.
The swaddled child landed in the grass by the roadside. He wiggled his chubby little hands and let out a wail.
Celeste Grant watched the scene in the Ancient Mirror. The little baby that appeared looked just like her son when he was first born. The moment she saw her son, Celeste's memories instantly flashed back to the time of his birth.
