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The sound was a cacophony of dry, snapping wood and the frantic friction of thousands of leaves rubbing together. It sounded like a crowd of people all trying to speak at once, their voices lost in a hollow roar.

As the wind reached a fever pitch, a single, clear note rang out from the locket in his hand. The trees suddenly stood perfectly still, their branches locked in mid-lunge. The silence was more terrifying than the noise. treesblowinginthe wind.zip

The air turned sharp and biting as the sky bruised into a deep, heavy violet. Elias stood at the edge of the old grove, clutching the small, rusted locket he’d found buried beneath the roots of the Great Oak. He didn’t know why he’d taken it, only that the moment his fingers brushed the cold metal, the world seemed to hold its breath. Then, the wind arrived. The sound was a cacophony of dry, snapping