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Chapter 27 – Beneath the Whispering Vale
Author: Emay
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Kael’s boots sank into the moss as he pushed deeper into the vale. Fog clung to the ground like breath from some sleeping god. The trees here were older than memory, their twisted trunks hollowed by time, their branches stretched like arms in mourning. Even the wind dared not move freely.

Behind him, Nyra moved without sound. Her eyes scanned the shadows while her fingers rested lightly on her blade. She had said nothing since they crossed the threshold of the vale. Neither had Kael. The silence felt like an agreement. Or maybe a warning.

They were no longer in a place where words held weight.

Kael reached the base of a ruined archway — stone blackened with age and covered in a thick web of vines. Runes lined the edge, faint but still burning faintly with blue light. He traced them with his gloved hand.

“This is it,” he said.

Nyra stepped beside him. “The path beneath the vale.”

He nodded. “Where the old ones vanished. Where the fire-bearers were born.”

She crouched, running her hand
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