Holiday
Embers of Unity
Chapter 1: The First Flame The wind howled through the frozen chasms of Eldenstead, gnawing at the sturdy wooden homes and slicing through the warmest cloaks like a serrated whisper. In the heart of the village square, the Hearth of Ages stood tall—a majestic brazier whose flame had danced unbroken for more than three centuries. This was no ordinary fire; it pulsed with life, a vibrant ember embodying the very spirit of Eldenstead—a watchful guardian against the creeping shadows of despair.
By GoldenSpeechabout a year ago in Poets
