Chapter 11: The Celestial Alignment
The night air was crisp and unusually still as Leo and I sped towards the Maxwell estate. The moon, a silver crescent, hung low in [more…]
The night air was crisp and unusually still as Leo and I sped towards the Maxwell estate. The moon, a silver crescent, hung low in [more…]
The air around the Whispering Oak pulsed with an electric energy as Leo and I burst from the shadows, running towards the ancient tree. The [more…]
The shimmering light from the Whispering Oak slowly receded, leaving the estate bathed once more in soft moonlight. The air, however, still crackled with residual [more…]
A long time later, the Maxwell Estate thrived. Leo, with a quiet dedication, had carefully restored it to its former glory. The gardens, once overgrown, [more…]