"The air reeked of wet stone and something older—something like rusted iron and crushed violets."
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"The pendant pulsed again, this time with a warmth that seeped into her skin, not burning, but *calling*—like a siren’s song she couldn’t ignore."
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"A gust of wind howled through the clearing, carrying with it the scent of rotting leaves and something metallic—like blood left too long in the sun."
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"She could feel it—*them*—something vast and ancient, pressing against the Veil like a hand against glass."
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"She could feel it now—the pull of the other side, the promise of something beyond the Veil."
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"She could see it now—the way the world bent around her, the way the standing stones were no longer just wood and stone but something older, something *alive*."
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"There, half-hidden in the shadows, was a figure—tall, gaunt, its form shifting between solid and smoke."
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"She could see it now—the way the world bent around her, the way the standing stones were no longer just wood and stone but something older, something *alive*."
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"She could see it now—the way the world bent around her, the way the standing stones were no longer just wood and stone but something older, something *alive*."
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"And then—"
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"She could see it now—the way the world bent around her, the way the standing stones were no longer just wood and stone but something older, something *alive*."
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"She yanked her hand back as if scalded, fingers curling into the damp earth of the clearing."
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"Her breath came in shallow gasps, lungs burning as if she’d sprinted uphill without breaking stride."
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"Isolde’s silver hair shimmered in the dim light, her pale lavender gaze flicking between the pendant and the standing stones that ringed the clearing."
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"She pressed her palm to her chest, as if that could ground her."
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"The stone was warm now, almost comforting, but the warmth coiled in her veins, spreading like ink in water."
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"The standing stones groaned, their ancient wood creaking as if alive."
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"The path they’d come through was already fading, the earth smoothing over as if the ground itself didn’t want them to leave."
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"The warmth had spread, now radiating from her chest, a slow burn that made her skin prickle."
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"The pendant’s warmth had become a fire, spreading through her veins, filling her with a sense of purpose, of *rightness*."
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"Its eyes were hollow, its mouth stretched into a grin that didn’t reach its eyes."
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"Isolde’s lips curled into a smile that didn’t reach her eyes."
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"The standing stones stretched and bent, their shadows reaching out like grasping hands."