The Whispering Willow of Evermore

Previously

…“We must hurry,” Flicker urged, his small face alight with excitement. “The Willow waits.” The journey back felt different. The forest seemed to welcome them, the paths clearer, the air lighter. Flicker, no longer needing to coax the brambles, led Elara with a joyful speed. Elara clutched the Sunstone, its warmth a comforting presence against her chest. She could feel the Willow’s presence growing stronger with every step, its