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One by one, the family stepped forward. tuned her bowstring, her eyes hard as flint. Kevin practiced his footwork in the shadows, his daggers gleaming. Even young Lucy , barely more than a child, felt the fire of the mountain dancing in her palms.

"It’s spreading," Grandma Margaret whispered, her eyes milky but seeing further than anyone else. "The Goddess has fallen silent. If the mountain dies, so do we." Children-Of-Morta.rar

The mountain of had always been the silent guardian of the Bergson family, but now it breathed a foul, purple rot. One by one, the family stepped forward