In the Glow of Secrets
"Huh, look at you… a little more mature, a little braver than before. I like that."
The voice unwound through the woods like silk saturated in darkness, coiling around each ear before anyone even had time to consider responding. Heads whipped around toward the source — a girl unspooling herself from the edge of the treeline, the clearing's delicate quietness breaking like glass.
The forest quieted in her wake. The birds muted their songs, as if the world itself were holding its breath, waiting to discover what came next.
