The Broken Binding

Talia POV

"About damn time."

Hilda's voice reached them before the cabin did.

The old woman was standing outside with a lantern in one hand and a shawl wrapped around her shoulders. The lantern light painted everything gold; the clearing, the porch, the wrinkles around her eyes, the deep line between her brows that only appeared when she worried.

Which meant it had been there all day.

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