Chapter 23 The Moon Dance

• The camp buzzed with life. Voices mingled between laughter and orders, the constant creak of wood and the intoxicating aroma of spices mixed with fresh flowers filled the air with an almost magical warmth. It wasn’t just the usual bustle—something was brewing in the atmosphere. Something different.
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• Ellie stepped out of her tent, stretching, laziness painted across every muscle. She looked around, letting the breeze tousle her hair a little. Lately, she'd been spending a lot of time with Daelan, helping him with his matters… or at least trying to. Sometimes she got so bored that she’d escape to the kitchen, where Mrs. Cyra offered her a break between ladles, homey warmth, and old stories that felt ripped from a book.