Chapter 28 The Shadowlands Rejection

• Melissa’s POV
• The air altered as soon as we entered the Shadowlands. It smelled like rot and was heavier and colder. The dead, twisted trees that flanked the route ahead, their charred branches clawing at the sky, made my stomach turn. Everything beyond a few feet in front of us was engulfed by a thick fog that swept in.
• Kane gripped my hand tighter. His voice was calm but low as he urged, "Stay close."