Todos los capítulos de The Shadows That Bind Us: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 4

Elara's POV The flower was black. Not the deep purple of bruised petals or the dark red of a rose left too long in the sun. Black. As if someone had plucked a piece of midnight from the sky and planted it beside the village well. I stared at it over the rim of my basket. “Well,” Mira Bennett said beside me, “either the gods are sending us a sign, or someone has finally found a way to make weeds fashionable.” I shifted the basket against my hip. “If the gods are sending signs, I wish they’d send one that tells your mouth to rest.” “My mouth is a gift.” “To whom?” “To the world.” “The world should ask for a refund.” Mira pressed a hand to her chest, pretending to be wounded. Then she leaned closer to the flower, her smile fading at the edges. “I’m serious, Elara. Have you ever seen anything like it?” I hadn’t. That was the trouble. Briar Glen was the sort of village where the most exciting event of the week was usually a goat escaping its pen or Old Mrs. Fenwick accusing her

Elara’s PovI've always thought my village was strange but the strange occurrences in the village were becoming more regular.A shepherd claimed that the bells tied around his goats had rung long after the animals had settled for the night. When he went to check on them, he found the herd pressed together beneath the trees, staring toward the old road.By morning, everyone had heard about it.By midday, people were saying the bells had rung in three different fields. By evening, the story had changed again. Some said the dogs had seen a ghost. Others insisted a pale light had moved between the trees.No one agreed on what had happened, only that something had. Similar stories had begun spreading beyond Briar Glen. A miller in the next village swore that his wheel had turned against the current. A woman from the northern kingdom claimed that frost had appeared inside her locked room during the summer. Travelers spoke of birds abandoning entire stretches of forest, while merchants whis