chapter 19
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As everyone in the room quietly retreated to their rooms, Silitsia held the stone once more, trying to grasp the power within her. Before fully understanding this stone and the secrets it represented, she could not have imagined how arduous their journey would be. But no matter what, her resolve was matched by her desire to break this cycle.
When dawn broke, the group silently mounted their horses. Silitsia, with a sash around her neck,
He glided atop his horse like a battle angel, carrying a stone. The stone beneath his armor continued to glow faintly, giving him strength and determination. The rest of the group, watching his resolute stance, cast aside their doubts. Their journey would be long and arduous, but under Silitsia's leadership, they were ready to advance.
Rain-soaked roads, wind-whipped nights, cold and treacherous mountain passes… For three days, they marched relentlessly. At times, exhaustion weighed heavily on them, almost bringing them to their knees, but no one backed down. Silitsia always led the way, following the stone as they went. At night, the stone emitted a faint glow, illuminating their path and reassuring the group.
At the end of the third day, a busy
After the rain, a small village appeared on the horizon. Soaked from rain and exhaustion, the group made their way toward it. The village was a quiet and peaceful place nestled at the foot of high mountains. Its wooden houses and small fields made it an ideal place to stay. The group was feeling the weariness of the journey, and a little rest here would be good for everyone.
Rodrigo leaned over his horse and looked at Silitsia. "This looks like a place where we can take shelter for a while. We'd better spend the night here."
Andres nodded in agreement. "We haven't rested in a long time. We could stay in this village for a few nights. Besides, we might have the opportunity to learn something."
Silitsia glanced at the stone, feeling it vibrate slightly around her neck.
It wasn't pointing in any particular direction yet, meaning it wouldn't be a problem to stop here for a while. The stone was guiding the way, like a guide; its silence signaled that they should stay in this village.
Silitsia nodded in agreement. "We'll rest here," she said. "But everyone, be careful. It looks like an ordinary village, but every place can have its own dangers."
As the group made their way to the village entrance, the villagers watched them with curious eyes. Their unusual appearance and the armor they wore caught the villagers' attention. When they reached the village center, Silitsia looked around for a place for the group to stay. They stopped in front of a small inn, and one of the group knocked on the door and summoned the owner.
An old man opened the door with a battered expression and stared at the strangers in surprise. “Who are you? What are you doing here?” he asked, a hint of unease in his voice.
Silitsia replied in a gentle tone. "We are travelers. We are looking for a place to spend the night. Do you have a place to stay?"
The man paused for a moment, then nodded
He waved them in. "The weather is bad. You look wet too. Come in, there's not more than a few rooms, but it's warm and dry."
At the old man's invitation, the group dismounted and entered the inn. The air was cold, but the warmth inside immediately brought them comfort. The innkeeper continued to talk as he showed them the rooms. "This village is quiet; not many strangers come here. But the villagers are good people. You won't be harmed."
Silitsia breathed in the warmth and security within the inn. But the stone continued to vibrate gently around her neck, as if foreshadowing a greater truth that awaited them. They would have time to rest, but Silitsia's instincts told her that every moment they spent here mattered.
was saying.
After settling everyone inside the inn, Silitsia continued to feel the subtle vibrations of the stone around her neck. These silent warnings from the stone told her that something beyond simple rest was happening here. But for now, the group needed rest. She could see that everyone settled into their rooms was tired and exhausted. Even Rodrigo, putting aside all his cheerfulness, retreated to a corner and quietly began removing his armor.
Silitsia watched for a while as everyone completed their preparations. Then she turned to Andres. "Everyone, get some rest," she said calmly. "I sensed something tonight, but
We need to gather our strength before we rush in."
Andres nodded, trusting Silitsia's resolve. "What about you? Did you understand what the stone was showing you?"
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