Chapter 52 - Chapter 52

The thick forest was calm, bathed in the silver light of a full moon. The branches swayed gently, creating a soft rustling in the trees. The occasional call of distant creatures echoed through the undergrowth, blending into the hum of the nighttime wilderness. The peace of the forest was suddenly disturbed by the faint crunch of footsteps through the fallen leaves. A boy stumbled forward—his clothes singed and frayed, his hair standing wildly on end as if static had tangled through it.