
91. Resurgence
Beyond the edge of the forest flows a babbling river. Gentle moonlight reflects off the crystalline water and dances like fireflies in the perpetual midnight air.
A shadow emerges from the line of trees. Its wispy darkness flickers golden in time with the lights. It drifts to the bank and floats onto the water.
A burst of luminescence lights the sky.
The shimmers settle back into the water.
A figure emerges from the shadow. She walks onto the bank and through the line of trees, leaving behind golden footprints.
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