Beneath the Howling Pines
But then that whisper returned, growing stronger.
A sudden wave of dizziness hit me. My breath hitched, and I stumbled back from the pool, gripping a nearby tree for support.
“What’s wrong?” Silas’s voice was at my shoulder, calm but urgent.
I blinked rapidly, fighting the dizziness. “I… I don’t know.” My heart raced for reasons I couldn’t explain.
He reached out, steadying me. “Let’s get you inside.”
Inside the tent, Mara was waiting with a healer, a woman older than the elders, known as Severa. Her sharp eyes softened as I explained the symptoms — the dizziness, the strange pulling inside me.
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