Spiral in the Dust

Cruzer and Elara's journey continued beyond the Red Braid caravan, weaving through landscapes marked by decay and resilience. Their path led them to a secluded glade where the remnants of an ancient sanctuary stood—stone pillars etched with the spiral symbol, weathered but enduring.

As they approached, a figure emerged from the shadows—Deren, the elder scout. Her eyes, pale and sharp as frost on stone, met theirs with a mixture of surprise and recognition.

"You found it," she said, her voice a whisper of awe.

Elara nodded. "The path led us here."

Deren gestured to the spiral carvings. "These symbols have guided many before you. They represent growth, evolution, and the journey of the soul—a reminder that even in the darkest times, life persists." EyeFeather.com

Cruzer traced the spiral with his fingers. "It's more than a symbol; it's a promise."