The Silent Echo

age of Darrow's Hollow, where rumors of ancient magic and long-forgotten curses swirled among the elders, Lena often felt as tho

f the graveyard, the earth beneath her feet heavy with the weight of grief. The wind rustled through the

seen her gaze distant, as if lost in a memory that was too painful to share. That day, as she sorted through her

Its surface was worn and scratched, but it was the intricate carvings on its sides that caught Lena's att

she touched the carvings, a faint pulse of energy coursed through her fingers, send

intricate symbol etched into the surface. The symbol was unlike anything she had ever seen,

it seemed to glow faintly. For a moment, Lena thought she saw the faint outline of a f

an unfamiliar script, but as her eyes scanned the words, a strange sense of understanding washed o

above a whisper. "You are the last of the Everwoods.

een a part of-dedicated to protecting the world from dark forces that lurked in the shadows. Forces that threatened to tip the balance of

named her family as the last line of defense. But why hadn't Gran ev

rkness, a force that had been slowly gathering strength for centuries. The words were vag

ody. She gasped and staggered back, her hand clutching her chest as the room seemed to spin. The pendant on t

re the

d been carried through time itself. Lena's head spun as the

ey will help you understand. Only

glowing, and the pain in her chest faded. She sank to the floor, her hands shaking as she tried to st

s the sudden knowledge that she was now part of something far bigger than herself. A

hat she had been chosen for something-something important-lingered in her mind. She looked down at the pen

ung woman from a small village, possibly

d to see a tall figure standing in the doorway of the attic. His dark ey

the man said, his v

who this man was, but there was something about him

he whispered, he

," he replied. "My name is Aric, and I've