The Chosen One: Flames of Sorcery

ning for distance from the imposing structure. She knew her family resided in a ne

autious as she aimed for the servants' exit leading to the stables. A sense of urgency propelled her,

assuring familiarity of the stables. Stepping into the embrace of the encircling fores

unusual and unsettling sound shattered the tranquility. A howl, so untamed and eerie, pierced the air, setting her nerves on edge. The i

her escape sharpening. But soon, a daunting sight materialized bef

ed, twisted forms bore an uncanny resemblance to gnarled trees, their very essence seeming to defy the laws of nature. Sinister red eyes glowed

osite direction, her heart pounding in rhythm with her fleeing steps. The creatures pursued her with an eerie grace, an unnatural amalgamation of h

tural swiftness. With a heart-thudding crash, she came to a halt, eyes wide with terror

head before alighting just where Alia lay, ensnared by her tormentors. The crow's transformati

haping the bird into a formidable predator, a symbol of fierce majesty. The crow's once-piercin

only by the eerie creatures' malevolence. A symphony of chaos and determination unfolded, the forest bearing w

lia's heart pounded anew, her emotions a tempest of uncertainty. But just as quickly, an overwhelming wave of exhaustion and terror crashed over her. Her streng