The Hearthstone's Secret Wish

Previously

…She looked at the sleeping village, a cluster of dark shapes huddled against the vast, white expanse. They were unaware of the magic she carried, of the choice she had made. But soon, they would know. Soon, the blight would recede, the forest would bloom again, and the harsh winter would be a distant memory. With a deep breath, Elara opened the cottage door. The wind rushed in, carrying with it the scent of pine and frost, but also, she imagined, a faint whisper of hope. She stepped out into the pre-dawn chill, the hearthstone a warm promise against her heart, ready to face the shadows and offer her one selfless wish.