Lily Hastings, Sisterhood Sleuth Some objects enter a story quietly. The Obsidian Eye did not. It arrived with a challenge for anyone brave enough to listen: Will you become who others expect… or who you truly are? That is the first battle of growing up. Not swords or crowns — but courage. The kind that isn’t loud, but fierce; not dramatic, but steady. The Eye’s prophecy wasn’t about winning fame or collecting glory. It was about choosing truth over silence, bravery over fear
