C51 The Path of Pale Flame

The light that lined the forest path did not flicker.

It glowed cold and steady, casting an ethereal shimmer against the bark of the Hollowpine’s ancient trees. Each step Evelyne took stirred a faint hum beneath the earth, like footsteps echoing in forgotten halls.

The convoy followed in silence.

No one questioned. No one turned back. Even Isolde, wary and battle-honed