The Shifting Grove Chronicles
Book 1: Call of the Wildborn
Chapter 62: The Edge of Becoming
The warning didn't come as a trumpet or a shout.
It came as stillness.
Duskwatch - ever whispering with leaf-rustle, dream-murmurs, and footsteps soft as moonlight - suddenly held its breath. The sky above the Dreamspire shifted to a strange twilight, not quite night, not quite dusk. The shadows beneath ...