The Shifting Grove Chronicles
Book 1: Call of the Wildborn
Chapter 25: Toward Thornmere
Morning came softly, as if the land itself was hesitant to wake.
Golden light spilled over the trees, catching on dewdrops and blades of grass. The fire had long since died down, leaving only ash and warmth behind, but the three of them lingered in the stillness - close, quiet, listening to the pulse of the ...
Book 1: Call of the Wildborn
Chapter 25: Toward Thornmere
Morning came softly, as if the land itself was hesitant to wake.
Golden light spilled over the trees, catching on dewdrops and blades of grass. The fire had long since died down, leaving only ash and warmth behind, but the three of them lingered in the stillness - close, quiet, listening to the pulse of the ...
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