My pack is ready. Serel gave me a charm—silver and ashwood, shaped like a fox. Lyssa tucked dried fruit into my satchel and pretended not to cry.
I cast Glimmer Hop one last time before bed. It curled up beside me, flickering softly until I fell asleep.
Tomorrow, I’ll head to the Hollow Spire Ruins. I don’t know what I’ll find. But I feel ready. Not because I’m brave. Because I’m curious. Because something is calling, and I want to hear it clearly.
Whatever waits, I’ll meet it with open arms.
-E