Caitlyn’s POV
The road to Eldoria was paved with ghosts.
Not the kind you could see—not flickering apparitions drifting through the mist or shadowy figures haunting the edges of our vision. But they were there, lingering in the silence, woven into the very air.
Every step we took felt heavier than the last, as if we were walking in the footsteps of those who had come before us—only to never return.
The ruins had been abandoned for centuries, swallowed by time and the land itself. But now, something was stirring.
Something old. Something powerful.
And it was waiting for us.
The moon cast only the faintest glow over the jagged cliffs that lined our path. Shadows stretched unnaturally long, twisting and shifting in ways that didn’t make sense. The further we traveled, the stronger the
