THE WOLF BRIDE’S ESCAPE
They drifted past us without a word, as if they were ghosts, lost in a limbo of their own.
“What is this place?” Elara muttered again, her voice tinged with a mix of fear and fascination.
“It’s the limbo,” Jarek spoke up from behind me. His voice held a strange resonance, as though the very air here affected him differently. “The space between the worlds. It’s where souls wander when they’ve not yet moved on.”
I turned to him, my eyes narrowing. “Souls?”
He nodded solemnly. “This place isn’t meant for the living, but the dead. Those who were never able to cross over, those whose fates were sealed in darkness. We need to be careful. The longer we stay here, the more we risk being drawn into i
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