Chapter 52 The Promise Of Silence

• The sacred clearing was wrapped in a soft mist that danced among the trees, as if the forest were holding its breath. In the center, Ellie stood motionless while the matriarchs prepared her. Her hair was tied with silver branches that shimmered as if they remembered a forgotten era. Her dress, woven with ancient linen, floated in the night breeze, but her gaze… her gaze was shattered.
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• There was a void there. A shadow behind her eyes, as if everything inside her were screaming… in silence.