The village slept uneasily that night. Though the skies were clear and the wind still, Lina felt the weight of the coming storm pressing down on her. She couldn’t shake the feeling that the stranger’s visit was only the beginning of a much larger, darker threat. The Emberstone pulsed softly in her satchel, as if sharing her unease, its warmth flickering like a warning flame.
Jakob sat beside her in their small house, his hands shaking slightly from the adrenaline of the encounter. He hadn’t said much after the woman vanished, but now his questions came rushing out.
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