Echoes of the Forgotten God

Previously

…But even as she spoke, Elara felt a subtle shift in her grip, a momentary hesitation that spoke volumes. Was her comfort genuine, or a calculated move? The faces of the Order, masked by their zealous pursuit of a forgotten god, were beginning to blur, their true intentions shrouded in a mist as thick as the shadows that now gathered at the edges of the chamber, waiting. The world, Elara realized with a dawning dread, was far more complex, and far more dangerous, than he had ever imagined. The echoes of the forgotten god were not just in the ancient carvings; they were stirring within him, and the sound was deafening.