The Damned Alpha
But they squeezed on notwithstanding.
At last, the way opened up into a little clearing, the trees shaping a normal boundary against the worst of the storm. Within the center of the clearing was an old tree, its twisted branches coming up toward the sky just like the arms of a few overlooked gods. The tree's bark was dull and weathered, and unusual images were carved into its trunk, gleaming faintly within the obscurity.
Ethan and Lena moderated as they drew closer to the tree, both of their impulses detecting that this place was distinctive, it held some sort of power. The air was thick with pressure, the storm's anger appearing to decrease marginally as they ventured into the clearing.
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