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Chapter Thirty-Nine: The Stone That Waits

The cliffs of the western coast clawed at the sky—jagged sentinels rising from earth like the bones of gods long dead. The sea churned below with primal fury, frothing against basalt teeth and kelp-tangled rocks. Spray lashed their faces as they climbed, cold and brine-bitter, while the salt-laced w...