The year turned quietly for me — later than I would have liked.
Life demanded silence before words, and shadows before light.
So this wish comes late… but it comes honestly.
Happy New Year.
To those who stayed, read, and listened while this story bled itself into existence — thank you. Bloodline Covenant survives because someone chose to witness it.
A special word for those who stand closest to this story right now:
@OCYLINX
@_Jane_D_O_E
@lexireese5456
Your presence matters more than numbers ever will.
This year, the story grows darker. Truths sharpen. Crowns crack.
And some bloodlines will not survive what’s coming.
Thank you for walking into the new year with me — even if the path is not gentle.
— scooploophunter