I’M ALL YOURS

[Scene: Mistlands Camp – Midmorning]

FX: Fire pops gently. Birds begin to return to the trees. The fog has lifted slightly, revealing outlines of ancient stone. 🔥🕊️

[Visual: Kaelith sharpens his sword mechanically. His jaw clenched. He hasn't seen Elara since dawn.]

Kaelith (thinking):

"She's been gone too long."

"Not physically. Mentally."

[FX: Twig snaps nearby. Elara emerges from the trees.]

[Visual: Her cloak is torn at the sleeve. Her face pale, streaked with dried tears.]

In her left hand: the bark from the white tree.

In her right: the scroll Mordain gave her.

[Kaelith stands immediately.]

[Kaelith]:

"Elara—"

[Elara (flatly)]:

"My name might not be Elara."

She tosses the bark to him.

[Visual: On the bark, burned in gold script: "Ariyenna." Beneath it, the faint word: "Vessel."]

[Kaelith (reading aloud, stunned)]:

"Ariyenna…?"

[Elara]:

"I heard it. In the voice. In the dream. And now I remember… fragments. A hallway. Laughter. Someone calling me that before the Soulforge took me."

[Kaelith looks from the bark to her face.]

[Kaelith]:

"You believe it?"

[Elara (quietly)]:

"I don't want to. But it's real. This was carved into a tree no one's touched in centuries… and it burned when I saw it."

[Kaelith crouches. Picks up the bark. Examines it closely.]

Kaelith (thinking):

"It's not a trick. The soul-residue on this… it matches hers."

[Elara sits across from him, back to the fire.]

[Elara]:

"If I was born Ariyenna… and if that name links me to the Hollow King—"

[Kaelith]:

"Then we find out how."

[Elara blinks.]

[Kaelith]:

"You've spent your whole life running forward. Let's turn around. Go back. Find the place they changed you."

[Elara] (half-smiling):

"You're suggesting we storm the Soulforge Archives?"

[Kaelith] (shrugs):

"Why not? You've already survived it once."

[Scene: Flash Cut – Rebellion Map, Camp Memory]

[Visual: Kaelith remembering a burned-out record: Location Code: C-R05 - Eastern Compound - Decommissioned.]

[Kaelith]:

"There was an off-grid lab northeast of here. Cold country. Frozen cliffs. Rebellion tried to raid it ten years ago. Everyone vanished."

[Elara (quietly)]:

"Sounds like home."

[She grips the scroll.]

[Elara]:

"I'll bring this too. Not to use. To return."

[Kaelith]:

"You think Mordain came from there?"

[Elara]:

"If I did… he probably did too."

[Scene: They stand, side-by-side.]

The fire dies behind them.

A new path opens ahead — steep, icy, treacherous.

Elara (thinking):

"No more forgetting. If I was forged… then I'll unforge myself."

*[Kaelith (thinking):

"Whatever they built you to be… they didn't plan for you to walk back into hell by choice."

[Visual: Final wide shot — the two walk northeast, into mist that rises like steam from frozen land. A distant ruin looms in the clouds ahead.]

⚔️ TO BE CONTINUED…