Dylan’s p.o.v.
The chill in the air was relentless, sinking into my bones like ice water poured down a vein. Each step forward felt heavier than the last, but I pushed on, my legs moving on sheer willpower alone. The forest had grown unnaturally quiet, the once-roaring winds now a low, haunting whisper that seemed to come from nowhere.
Even the beasts that had stalked us in the shadows for the past three days were gone, their absence more unsettling than their attacks had ever been.
“There is something ahead!” Seth uttered from just a mile away.
On the other hand, we only walked a few steps when we saw a gigantic gate loomed ahead. Shrouded in a frosty mist so thick it curled around the iron like it was alive, the structure was enormous, its ornate spires stretching toward the storm-g
