Chapter 150

*Elora*

The wind carried a strange weight that morning.

Not dread. Not quite. But something leaning toward it. Like the earth knew something it hadn’t told us yet.

I stood near the edge of camp, my hand resting on the spine of a weather-worn tree. The bark felt cool, grounding. Below the soil, I could feel the leyline hum—a rhythm I’d started to sync with more often than not. Sometimes it comforte