Bloodbound: The legacy of Serelai
A profound, bottomless sorrow.
"The land remembers the pain it caused," Elara whispered, her hand pressed to her chest. "It's sick with it."
They set up camp on a small, rocky hill that gave them a view of the valley. As Ronan tried to light a fire, the wood, though dry, refused to catch. It just smoked, giving off a smell like old anger.
"The memories here are too strong," the Remnant observed. "They resist the present, they do not want new stories, like the warmth of a fire, they only want to replay the old, dark ones."
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