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Chapter 115

Author: Iziegbe
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-24 03:05:11

The Silent Echo Before Dawn

The night felt eerily still.

Excessively quiet.

Excessively watchful.

A peculiar tension hung over the forest like a heavy shroud, thick enough that even the breeze dared not disturb it. Aria sensed it first—the slight constriction in her chest, the tingling on her skin as if unseen eyes were following her every movement. She halted, drawing in a deep breath as the frigid air heightened her awareness.

Something was off.

“We’re near,” Damien whispered beside her, his tone low and steady, though she could detect the underlying anxiety woven through it. He surveyed the path ahead, his eyes faintly luminescent in the darkness. “The trail of the Moon Keepers concludes here.”

Aria examined the faint silver engravings etched into the bark of a nearby tree—ancient signs utilized by the Keepers to convey messages silently. Yet, these were unusual. Twisted. Hasty. As if the one who carved them had done so while fleeing for their life.

“Damien…” she murmured, brushing
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