CHAPTER 136 — THE THING THAT SHOULD NEVER HAVE A NAME

The forest held its breath.

Not metaphorically.

Literally.

The air stopped moving.

The wind stilled mid-gust.

Even the leaves froze in place, suspended as if reality itself was bracing against what approached.

Asher stood in front of me, golden eyes burning like twin suns in the dark—unmoving...

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