Gale stood outside the dwelling, looking toward the valley. She felt off, unsettled. When Broin stepped out beside her, she barely turned to greet him. When he rested her cloak about her shoulders, she looked at him as though she were in a trance. "Something feels... wrong," she whispered. Brook frowned.
"How so?" He asked. Gale shoo……
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