Chapter 16 The Singing Bird

The cave was quiet. Fire crackled softly. Shadows moved along the walls. Elara sat near the hearth. Her hands glowed faintly. The Oracle stirred herbs in a small bowl. Smoke rose in soft spirals.

Elara looked at the Oracle. “Oracle… I feel uneasy today. Something is coming. I can feel it in the air...

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