to Redwood Creek when the sk

st the flames, then the choking

es were smudged wit

elders of the Stew

hope," Thorne said

g. Your healing, y

directly

rit burned bright within her, a legacy

granting resilience, and the a

o her, near death from an in

e of her own Hearthston

saved h

the cost, or s

ara said, her voice steady

ind him of his

lusive guardians

uring her energy, her Spi

ded, the air c

began to br

e Isabel

seemed to blink, she became Thor

s child, a child carrying its

ded the sacred Emberbloom flower,

spered in Th

voice like soft poison, "its powe

e lis

r, but now, with Isabelle at h

n of all Elara' s careful

tewards' ancestral lands, c

avior, was n

owned by the state, far from her people, far

l was swift