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SILVER IN THE SHADOWS The Ridge
The first silver light of morning poured through the high, arched windows of Luna’s inner keep, slicing into the war chamber in long, ethereal beams. Dust motes drifted through that pale glow, drifting above cold stone walls etched with centuries of scars. The lingering scent of embers still clung to the air, mingled with the sharp tang of iron—a reminder that the forge and the battlefield were never far apart. Soldiers clustered in dim pools of light, their voices hoarse with fatigue, armor clinking softly as they shifted. Boots scraped against ancient tiles, echoing like whispered warnings.Trixie entered without announcement. Her cloak, dark as ravens’ wings, hung loosely over one shoulder; her hair was half‑tied, tendrils escaping to frame her face. She moved like a blade in shadow: precise, purposeful, and oddly softened around the edges. She looked every inch the commander once more, yet there was a gentler stillness at her lips and a quiet steel behind her eyes. She walked to t
SILVER IN THE SHADOWS ''Tension''
The moon hung sharp and white over the high terrace of Luna’s keep, casting long shadows across the carved spires and cold stone balustrades. Below, the forests were quiet but it was a brittle, watching quiet, not peace.Trixie leaned against the railing, arms folded, cloak tugged tight against the wind. The scroll bearing Trisha’s mark lay open beside her on the stone table, the wax seal broken clean through.Ryker emerged from the inner chambers, rubbing the back of his neck, his tunic half-buttoned and his eyes tired. He caught the look on her face and didn’t speak at first. Just crossed the terrace and stood beside her, shoulder to shoulder.“How bad?”“Two Ridge dead,” Trixie said. “One of ours crippled. Three Hollow down. One fled.”Ryker blew out a breath. “So it begins.”“It never stopped. We just convinced ourselves it had.”She turned to him then, eyes hard and rimmed in sleeplessness. “They didn’t strike Luna land. Just Ridge. Just enough to send a message.”He frowned. “To
SILVER IN THE SHADOWS Hollow attacks
The sixth dawn since the truce broke silver across the Ridge. Frost glistened on pine needles, and breath rose in quiet clouds from the nostrils of riders moving in pairs-Ridge and Luna, russet and silver side by side down narrow trails between ancient trees. Their bannered cloaks hung low, dulled by mud and wear, but their pace was steady. The forest watched in hush.Trisha rode near the center of the patrol, her expression unreadable, eyes scanning tree line and sky alike. Serin kept to her right, ever alert. On her left was Kael, Luna’s envoy captain—slight and sharp, with steel-bound braids and a gaze that missed nothing.This was the fourth joint patrol to pass without incident. Their steps had become practiced. Ridge scouts no longer flinched at Luna’s questions. Luna’s wolves no longer marked Ridge movements with skepticism. A kind of silence had settled not one of peace, but of familiarity. Of rhythm.At the base of a ridge slope, they paused near a shared cache: root cellar du
SILVER IN THE SHADOWS The Ridge is considered
The dusk sky was still bruised with daylight when the two messengers from Luna arrived at the Ridge’s southern border. Twilight curled through the forest, a gray hush cloaking the ancient stone circle. Trisha stood alone among the moss‑covered markers of oaths made and broken, her silhouette rigid in the gathering gloom.They dismounted without flourish. No trumpet sounded, no herald called. Just two riders, cloaks dust‑soiled, bearing the weight of Luna’s response. One messenger tightened the straps on his saddle; the other held a sealed scroll inked in Luna silver, stamped with Trixie’s mark that glowed faintly even in dim light.Trisha’s voice broke the hush. “State your purpose.”The messenger bowed low. “By order of Luna Trixie. The council has agreed to your overture. The truce is accepted on her terms.”The seal clicked and a wisp of smoke curled from its clay,the faint glow fading. Unrolling the parchment, amber gasps of firelight in her hand, Trisha scanned the words:Awards
SILVER IN THE SHADOWS Terms accepted
The midday sun filtered through the canopy overhead, painting the clearing with restless patterns of light and shadow. A circular ring of aged oak trunks formed the council chamber, their hardy limbs wrapped like silent sentinels. At the center, a long stone slab served as table and focal. Trixie stood at its head, sunlight catching the faint glow of her mark at the throat of her wolf‑hide cloak.She inhaled a breath, and the murmurs around the clearing stilled. Warriors leaned forward, muscles coiled; elders exchanged measured glances. Ryker remained just behind her shoulder, still as carved stone.Trixie dipped her chin. “Trisha has approached us. She carries an offer—truce between Ridge and Luna. But it isn’t goodwill. It is necessity. Hollow forces press in from the east. If Ridge falls, our borders will bleed next.”A hush followed her words. Captain Ryn stepped forward, unrolling a weathered map onto the stone surface. With a gloved fingertip he traced a jagged line. “Our scouts
SILVER IN THE SHADOWS Truce
The fire crackled low in the hearth, casting amber light across the den walls. Outside, the forest had settled into its nocturnal hush - wind threading gently through the trees, the occasional call of night birds echoing from the canopy.Inside, it was quiet. Not the stillness of absence, but of fullness ,the kind that followed a day well-lived.Trixie stood by the window, cloak shrugged from her shoulders, her tunic loosened. Moonlight spilled across her collarbone, catching faintly on the still-glowing mark at her neck. She didn’t speak, just watched the stars beyond the treetops like they might whisper something back.Behind her, Ryker moved closer, barefoot and shirtless, arms folding gently around her waist. He pressed a kiss to the curve of her shoulder, his voice low, threaded with something quieter than pride.“Tell me,” he murmured, “what does it feel like - your first day as Luna?”Trixie let out a breath, long and quiet.“Like wearing something that finally fits,” she said
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