Z land

Previously

…Elara’s lips curved into a faint smile, the first hint of warmth I had seen. "Jackson. A good, strong name. Come. The night calls to its own. We should find shelter before the true dangers emerge." She turned, her tattered cloak swirling around her. "And you have much to learn, Jackson. Much indeed." I looked down at the journal, then back at Elara’s retreating form. The hum of Z Land seemed to fade slightly, replaced by the quiet promise of an ally. For the first time since waking up alone, a tiny spark of something akin to hope flickered within me. This was not the end of my journey, but the beginning of a new, terrifying chapter. And I was no longer entirely alone in the gloom.