Chapter 37: The Shadows Between Us
The night at Moonshadow Ridge was thick with silence, a silence that seemed almost alive. The wind threaded through the trees in whispers, carrying secrets that had never been meant for mortal ears. A pale moon sat high, silvering the jagged ridge lines and washing the valley below in ghostlight.
Lila stood at the edge of the cliff, her cloak whipping around her in the wind. The shadows had lengthened again, moving with strange intent across the rocks, curling and receding like the tide. She felt the weight of the night pressing in, heavier than ever before.
Damian moved closer behind her, his boots crunching on the gravel. “It’s stronger tonight,” he said quietly, his voice almost lost in the wind.
“Yes,” she whispered, not turning. Her hands tremble
