Bismillah...
As the final chapter of Whispers of Elharya unfolds, my heart is a storm of emotions—joy, pride, gratitude, and a touch of sadness. This tale that once began as whispers in my mind has now reached its final breath… and I’m still in awe of the journey.
To all who walked with Thayrion through fire and frost, who stood with Kaylean in the face of despair, who dared to believe in redemption, justice, and unity—I thank you, from the depth of my soul.
When I began writing Whispers of Elharya, I never imagined the world would grow this vast, nor the bond with the characters would feel so real. Each chapter carried a piece of me—my hopes, my struggles, my love for fantasy, and my deep belief in the strength of light even in the darkest nights.
Thayrion’s coronation marks more than the end of a war—it is the beginning of healing, of forging bridges where once stood walls, of light blooming where shadows once claimed their throne. And though the final page has turned, the story lives on… in your hearts, in every quiet moment you remember a scene, a quote, a feeling.
To every reader, every silent supporter, every comment, every view, every repost—you’ve breathed life into Elharya. You made this more than a novel… you made it a soul-shared journey.
Jazakumullahu khayran for walking beside me through this adventure. I am proud beyond words, and endlessly thankful. You are the reason Elharya existed… and the reason it will never truly end.
One day, perhaps, the winds will whisper again, and Elharya will call once more. But for now, we rest… and we remember.
From the first rune to the last light…
Whispers of Elharya ends here.
But its echoes? Eternal.
With love and gratitude,
HalalBite4Soul (Masri)
"One du'a, one bite, one soul at a time."
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