"The beam cut sharp angles across the grass, illuminating petals that gleamed too brightly, their colours bleeding into one another—crimson bleeding into indigo, like bruised flesh."
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"The hum grew louder now, resolving into whispers—indistinct, layered, as if multiple voices overlapped in a language she almost understood."
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"Time moved differently here, the codex of rumours claimed— an hour inside could steal days outside."
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"Her face stared back, distorted, eyes too wide, hair framing a expression she didn't recognise—fear?"
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"She edged closer, hand slipping into her pocket for the small knife she carried from delivery shifts—Evan's legacy, a habit she couldn't shake."
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"Movement again, at the corner of her vision—a pale shape darting between flowers, too quick to identify."
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"One led to a thicket where thorns gleamed wetly, as if dipped in dew—or something thicker."
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"Something brushed her ankle— a vine?"
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"She reached the centre, or what felt like it—a raised mound carpeted in moss, soft as velvet underfoot."
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"A hand—pale, elongated fingers—emerged from the moss, grasping at her boot."
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"She cursed under her breath, yanking free, and stumbled into the clearing where the ancient oak standing stones loomed like forgotten sentinels."
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"The Heartstone Pendant hung heavy against her chest, its faint warmth pulsing stronger now, insistent, as if it recognised this place."
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"The pendant's glow had started that morning, drawing her like a moth to flame, promising answers about the unknown sender who had slipped it into her delivery b…"
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"But now, standing amid the wildflowers that bloomed unnaturally vibrant even under the cover of night, doubt clawed at her edges."
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"The oak felt alive, almost breathing, its surface etched with patterns that swirled like veins under skin."
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"The beam cut sharp angles across the grass, illuminating petals that gleamed too brightly, their colours bleeding into one another—crimson bleeding into indigo,…"
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"The hum grew louder now, resolving into whispers—indistinct, layered, as if multiple voices overlapped in a language she almost understood."
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"What should have been a small clearing stretched now, the standing stones receding into shadows that defied the space."
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"The path narrowed, forcing her to brush against vines that coiled like serpents, their leaves whispering against her sleeves."
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"Atop it sat a pedestal of intertwined roots, empty, as if waiting for something."
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"Aurora recoiled, but more shapes stirred, rising from the flowers, their forms twisting into visibility: lithe bodies, eyes like polished obsidian, smiles sharp…"