Chapter Sixty Eight: Throne Without The Cross

The road from Hollowshade was narrow, cruel. Twisting like a noose, it held to the hills with claws, and Evelyn walked it alone.

Behind her, the ruins lay drowned in fog. Ahead, the land unrolled in bruised silence — heathered moors, skeletal trees, and the faint shape of Modara rising like a s...

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