Bound by Moonlight and Magic
The Hollow dreamed.
Not as a place, but as a living echo. Its breath drifted through the canopies and stones, and in its dream, the world whispered truths not yet spoken.
Liora stirred before the dreamscape reached her fully. The scent of moss and morning dew clung to her skin as she woke beneath the sacred tree, Kael’s arm curled protectively around her waist. His heartbeat thudded quietly against her back, steady and real.
But something tugged at her.
Not danger.
Not dread.
Something new.
A pulse, faint but insistent, brushing against the edge of her awareness like fingers running over thread too fine to see.
She eased away gently, pressing a kiss to Kael’s temple. He murmured in his sleep but didn’t wake. She wrapped herself in a shawl of woven sta
