Over the millennia, Unn Thalor had changed, but they had left part of the original settlement untouched. If the stories passed down were to be believed, the Shadow breakers protected the area. Elwin asked the council if he could walk around.

Qamara was happy to learn more historical knowledge, and Morthil’s fascination with anything related to the town caused him to follow. Zeno had his hands full working with Abarat to prepare for the looming conflict.

Elwin paused when he reached an old cottage with clear signs of renovations to keep it standing. A fence cornered off the area around the front where a bench sat beneath an apple tree. Someone had placed a wooden carving of an elf with her hand resting on a wolf's head under the tree.

Mother, I'm home.

Vanima...

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