The Company left behind a deep grave of rock, taking with them an ancient darkness clutched to their hearts. Yet as they entered the light, the wizard’s passing was not the only lingering shadow.
The golden woods were awake and awaited them. The hidden realm watched as grass bent under their feet, as leaves shivered at their movements; it listened to their breathing and the songs they brought.
Remaining blindfolded might have been easier than seeing their perilous path. The trial of crossing these borders was but a whisper of what dwelled within.
by Elina (Lady E)
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