Adina’s POV

The road to the temple was long and rough, winding through the thickest part of the forest. The moon guided me through the trees, its pale light filtering through the branches like shards of glass. I followed the faint path until I reached a clearing and there, in the middle of it, stood what remained of the temple.

It was larger than I expected, built from gray stones now cracked and covered in moss. The grand archway that once welcomed visitors was broken, and the heavy wooden ...