PREVIEW
... es that coiled and spiraled toward a single, ominous eye in the center. The eye wasn’t just a carving—it blinked. A faint, liquid shimmer passed over the surface like a living thing, tracking her every move. The stone beneath her boots was cold, slick with a thin layer of mist that curled around her ankles like whispering phantoms.
Her heart thrummed in her chest.
"Alright," she whispered to herself, adjusting her grip on her sword. The metal felt heavier than usual, as though it ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE