The Shadows of Haverstone Manor
The group nodded in unison, their shared determination unspoken but palpable.
The ridge gave way to a vast, open expanse. The ground beneath their feet shifted, its smooth, reflective surface replaced by jagged stone streaked with veins of glowing silver. In the center of the clearing stood a towering archway, its surface alive with shifting symbols that pulsed with an unsteady rhythm.
“That’s it,” Crane said, his voice trembling. “The entrance to the Shifting Veil.”
The archway radiated an oppressive energy, its presence commanding the space around it. The air seemed to ripple, and the group felt the weight of its power pressing down on them. Each breath was heavier than the last, as though
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