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Chapter 559 What You Touch, You Become

Penulis: Judith GW
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-08-02 17:57:21

Ilsa

We should be sleeping. But something about this clearing hums under my skin like static.

Like a storm trying to crawl out of my bones.

The others are settling. Elliott’s wrapped up in Chris, their limbs a mess of sweat and exhaustion. Scarlett and Erik are talking in low voices near the perimeter. Soft enough for the sound to blend with the sighing of the trees.

Caelan is off by himself again, watching the forest with a frown that never seems to leave his beautiful face lately.

And me? I’m pacing.

Because something here is pulling at me again.

The air smells strange. Like iron and ash and old flowers.

The moss feels too soft under my boots, like it might melt if I press too hard.

I pass a cluster of stones, half-sunken into the ground. Ordinary at first glance, but one of them catches the firelight just so, and I freeze.

There’s a rune carved into it.

I crouch to inspect it more closely

It’s deep and old and not just for decoration.

It pulses faintly. With light and a strangely s
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