Chapter 23
The group finally emerged from the pass as the last light of day faded, giving way to a star-strewn night. The rocky path opened into a sparse plateau surrounded by jagged peaks. The air here felt heavier, carrying a faint metallic tang that hinted at the desolation of the Ashen Wastes ahead. Barrett groaned as he dropped his pack. “I’m not walking another step. Someone else can take first watch. I need food and sleep.” Raphael glanced around the area, his expression wary. “This place isn’t ideal, but it’ll have to do. We need rest if we’re going to make it through the Wastes.” Ari nodded, her gaze distant. “I’ll scout for anything edible nearby. We’re low on rations.” “I’ll help,” Stella offered, slipping her daggers into their sheaths. The others began setting up camp. Barrett and G
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