KaelThe silence was a like a weight, like anchor that had been wrapped around my neck and thrown in the ocean. The silence didn't feel like it was just the absence of noise; it was the absence of life. All around me, the forest floor was littered with the hollowed-out shells of my men. They didn't look like warriors anymore, they looked like driftwood, grey and brittle, as if the sun had bleached them for a century in the span of a second.Across the clearing, Esther’s body slumped into the mud. The white fur of her wolf form turned a dull, matted charcoal. Her eyes, those cold ashen orbits that had haunted me for this past days, remained open, staring at nothing as her soul joined the glowing river of mist spiraling toward the sky. Even the Great Luna of the Northern Wastes hadn't been strong enough to hold onto herself.I looked toward the horizon, toward the village where the non-combatants remained. The dome shimmered there, too, a bruised purple veil that was slowly turning a re
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