The storm broke at midnight.
Thunder cracked over the Blackridge mountains, shaking the windows of the Pack House as if nature itself warned of something darker approaching. Rain pelted the earth in a rhythm that mimicked a war drum. Aria stood by the window in her chamber, eyes fixed on the tree line where the forest met the veil of mist.
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