And behind Elara, from the depths of the well, the singing began again—low, sweet, and endless.
When she reached the stone rim, she looked inside. Mother Village -Ch. 1- -Ch. 2 v1.0- By SHADOW...
The bus didn’t so much arrive at Mother Village as it gave up. With a final, shuddering cough, it wheezed to a halt before a rusted iron arch where a sign once read: WELCOME. WE’VE BEEN EXPECTING YOU. And behind Elara, from the depths of the