Chapter 32 The resting Flame
The path beyond the Gate of Heart led them through a winding veil of celestial mist. Eventually, the terrain shifted—stone gave way to soft grass, and sky-born winds calmed into whispers. They arrived at a quiet town nestled in a crescent valley: Elowen. The town shimmered with calm. Its rooftops glowed with runes of healing, and its people bore markings of ancient origin. It was a refuge for travelers, mages, and warriors too weary to continue their quests—yet still unwilling to abandon them. Kaelen’s shoulders sagged for the first time in weeks. Lioren’s breath steadied. Serenya, pale and weary, leaned against the walls of a garden sanctum, surrounded by glowing moonblossoms. They were safe—for now. A healer named Maelis tended to them. Her touch was light but her power immense, wove
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