The rejected son of Alfa

ld ended and something darker began. Behind him, the village of Elarion faded into mist. Ahead, the worl

wind. She didn't speak. She didn't need to. They had

ing beneath the surface, as if it too could sense the change in the air. The letter from the High Orde

echoed i

looked scorched, their bark blackened and twisted. Some said the land had never healed

know which

finally breaking

rom the inside out. The fire still smoldered wit

ched," Kae

od passed through here," Nyra s

heart sank. If it was Alf

rifted again and again to his childhood-the distant figure of Alfa, the