Chapter 11
The path out of Silverpine Woods led to jagged cliffs known as the Crimson Peaks. Molten-red rock jutted toward the sky, glowing faintly even under the rising sun. Wisps of heat rose from cracks in the mountains, creating shimmering mirages that played tricks on the eyes.
"This is it," Lyra said, her hand resting on the glowing shard. "The first real test outside the forest."
"Looks dangerous," Joren muttered, squinting at the peaks. "I didn't sign up for this kind of adventure."
Kaelen smirked. "Danger is the only thing that makes life interesting."
Mira's eyes scanned the cliffs. "Watch your footing. The peaks are treacherous, and shadows stalk these paths. One misstep… and you're gone."
Lyra adjusted her pack and took the first step onto the narrow cliffside trail, her shard pulsing warmly in response.
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