Her mentor, Elara, watched her with a furrowed brow. “The trial is not a test of skill, but of soul. The Shadow King’s envoy has returned. You must retrieve the Moonstone Lens before dawn breaks.” She handed Enny a silver talisman. “This will guide you to the Heart of the Veil, where the sky turns ash.” Enny’s path led her to the Gray Wastes , a desolate expanse where the sun’s absence had petrified the land. The sky above her blazed with ghostly constellations, their light refracted through a thick silver mist. As she followed the talisman’s pulsing glow, a chill crawled up her spine— they were not alone.
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