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In the dark of the night, Adaria woke up to the sound of hushed whispers. Her hands automatically reached for her sword, and she turned towards the trees where the sound seemed to be coming from.
The campfire had died down, and there was nothing but the dying embers around it. Even the sky had turned dark, and she could barely see past a few inches in front of her.
Something like the rustling of leaves came then, and a sliver of fear slid down her spine. She sat up immediately, and tried to peer closer at the trees. There was nothing there, but still she could hear the rustling.
Beside her, Reyna and Theo slept on peacefully. Adaria thought about waking them, but decided against it. She didn’t also want to summon the ball of light, for fear that whatever was out there could then
