Moonstone Quarry The world that hardens as the harsher winter holds

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Aneira’s pace did not shift, but the flick of an ear betrayed that she had heard. The sky was pale ahead, veiled in the hush before snowfall, and she watched it as though it might answer for her. When at last she spoke, it was with the kind of steadiness that made wind pause to listen.
„Seems you’ve already decided for me,” she murmured, not unkindly. „Or perhaps the road has.” A beat passed, long enough to let meaning settle like frost in the cracks of stone. Then, almost too quiet to catch: „But I wouldn’t have come this far just for the view.”
Her turquoise gaze shifted, not quite meeting his, just near enough to acknowledge him. The closest she’d come to yes. And maybe, from her, it was more than enough. A pause lingered, and then, with something close to curiosity, perhaps even tentative belonging, she added: „Will you show me the dens?”