The waves crashed gently against the shore beneath the fading evening sky.
The village had grown quieter over the past six months.
Not weaker.
Just quieter.
The laughter that once filled the pathways between the wooden homes had slowly faded into silence, replaced by caution, preparation, and waiting. Warriors trained longer than before. Guards patrolled through the night. Fires remained lit until dawn.
Everyone was waiting for something.
Or someone.
Far beyond the shoreline, the ocean stretched endlessly beneath the darkening sky, calm on the surface yet hiding secrets no one fully understood.
Kiara stood near the edge of the village cliff with her arms folded tightly across her chest. Her silver hair moved softly in the sea breeze as her eyes remained fixed on the horizon.
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