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Whispers of Shadows
Author: Gold Tony
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The moon hung low in the sky as Adrian sat alone on the edge of the camp. The victory earlier that day had been hard-won, but his heart was heavy. Every face he passed among the resistance bore signs of fatigue, fear, or grief.

Celeste’s words echoed in his mind: “You proved that we can fight back.”

Had he? Or had he just led more people into a war they weren’t ready for?

The blade at his side hummed softly, as if sensing his doubts. Its runes glimmered faintly, pulsing in rhythm with his heartbeat.

“You can feel it too, can’t you?” Adrian muttered to the weapon. “This isn’t over.”

A Gathering Darkness

Beyond the camp, the forest stirred unnaturally. Shadows moved where they shouldn’t, whispering like the rustle of dead leaves.

In the distance, Eira stood motionless, her eyes locked on the map she had stolen. She traced the intricate markings, her fingers lingering over a spot labeled with ancient runes.

“It’s here,” she whispered. “The Council’s secret weapon. But is it worth the ris
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    Adrian stood at the edge of the northern encampment, gazing out at the icy tundra as the morning frost glistened like a sea of diamonds. Behind him, the gathered warriors of Clan Frostspire busied themselves, preparing for the march south. Their newfound allegiance marked a turning point, but Adrian knew that uniting them with his fractured forces would not be simple.Eira approached, her long silver hair catching the faint sunlight. "You’ve earned the respect of my people, Adrian," she said, her voice steady. "But respect is only part of the equation. Convince them that this alliance will benefit their future, or their loyalty will falter."Adrian nodded. "I understand. They’ll see that this isn’t just my fight—it’s all of ours."Eira smirked faintly. "Then let’s hope your actions speak louder than your words."A Tenuous AllianceThe march southward was grueling. The combined forces of Frostspire and Adrian’s army traveled under harsh conditions, their supplies stretched thin. Tensio

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