Chapter 12 Echoes Of The Past

• With the tailsman firmly held in my arm,its finely carved details shimmering softly in an unearthly light. Sebastian positioned himself next to me, peering through the thick foliage for any indication of life. The frightening reminder that our journey was far from ended was the lingering presence of Marcus.
• The spirit of the woodland seemed to hum, as though it were alive and aware of our presence. We were surrounded by dancing shadows that flickered in the edges of our vision.
• With his words just audible over the rustling of the leaves, Sebastian muttered, "We need to find a safe place to study the talisman." "Somewhere Marcus can't reach us."