The Shifting Grove Chronicles
Book 1: Call of the Wildborn
Chapter 36: Roots and Flame
Morning in Thornmere came not with the clang of bells or the bustle of stone streets, but with birdsong woven through rustling leaves and the scent of sun-warmed earth.
Kyrielle stretched barefoot in the soft moss of the training glade, the canopy above a tapestry of filtered gold. Her limbs felt light but ful ...