Elena's POVThe silence in the room was thick, heavy with the weight of our worries. Oliver’s arm was draped across me, a comforting weight, but it couldn’t fully dispel the anxiety that coiled in my stomach. Outside, the town was slowly succumbing to a magical sickness, a slow, creeping illness that withered everything it touched. We had to do something, and soon before people started dying."What are we going to do, Oliver?" I whispered, the words barely audible.He sighed, his breath warm against my neck. "I don't know, Elena. We'll still try everything we can think of."We had. Herbs, potions, even calling some healing mages we knew.. Nothing worked. The sickness seemed to shrug off every attempt to fight it, like a stubborn weed rooted deep in the earth.“Maybe… maybe I should go to Willow’s temple,” I suggested, the idea feeling flimsy even as I spoke about it. The Elf village was quite far, and Willow, the goddess, hadn't been particularly helpful the last time.Oliver shifted,
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