The dawn broke with an eerie stillness. There was no wind, no birds, just a silence that felt like the world was holding its breath. Elara stood at the edge of the camp, her cloak fluttering faintly in the chill morning air. The landscape before her was unfamiliar, barren and wild, the shadows of towering cliffs casting long fingers over the land. The Old Kingdoms awaited, and with them, all the answers—or perhaps more questions—that Elara and her companions sought.
Kade and Morgana stood beside her, ready for the journey that lay ahead. The small group of scouts they had gathered, all trained in the ways of survival and combat, had already set out to map the safest route. They would traverse treacherous terrain, cross rivers and forests that had been forgotten by time, and venture into the heart of danger. There was no turning back now.
