Novel Bin
The Shattered Prophecy
Chapter 26: Whispers Before the Storm
The days that followed felt like stolen time.
The sun rose golden and slow, birds called softly from the trees, and the village carried on in gentle rhythm—woodcutters singing as they worked, market stalls humming with chatter, the clink of pans from open windows where meals were shared with laughter.
Eryk should have felt peace.
He should have welcomed it.
Instead, he lay awake each night, staring at the ceiling of the modest home Torin had built, his thoughts coiled tight like a bowstring. Something in the wind had changed. It no longer whispered lullabies—it watched.
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