We had been shivered to death by the gloom that had engulfed Silverwood. Standing in the clearing, our pulses racing with fear and uncertainty, the world appeared to vanish into the swirling tornado of shadows.
Then Ethan said, "We have to do something," he said, his voice agitated. "We cannot let everything we cherish be consumed by the darkness."
Ava looked resolutely at me and agreed. Whatever the cost, we have to work out how to put an end to it.
Even as we were speaking, though, hopelessness settled over me like a heavy weight. We had never seen darkness like this before; it was beyond explanation and reason.
Cole said. Resolved, he said, "We can't give up." "We have to fight no matter how bleak it looks."
Our drive restored, we headed outside to take on the night. We persisted s
