Mystic

Previously

…"But which way is back?" Sara asked, her voice small. She reached out, her hand finding Zana's, her fingers tightening around them. As the realization settled over them, a heavy, suffocating blanket, the forest seemed to exhale. The silence, which had been merely unnerving, now felt profound, ancient, and watchful. They were no longer mere adventurers; they were intruders in a place that had forgotten the passage of time, a place that held secrets far older than they could comprehend. The jungle had embraced them, and now, it seemed, it was not so eager to let them go.