The Shadows in the Dark

Morana’s POV

The Darkwood bends for me.

The trees shrink back.

The earth shivers.

The shadows dance in delight as I walk through them, their whispers brushing across my skin like cold fingers.

“Failed…”

“Escaped…”

“Awakened…”

“She rises…”

I grit my teeth, nails digging into my palm hard eno...

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