Chapter 47 – When Fire Fails

The moon was a sliver of bone above them.

Elara stood on the ridge overlooking the valley known as Hollowrest—a place that once housed wandering tribes, now silenced and blackened by Ashborn flame. Fog slithered across the ground, thick with the scent of scorched metal and old blood.

She wore her Fl...

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