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Beams of light fought through the thick branches of spruce and pine, casting rays of warmth on Astrid's tent. The young woman's eyes blinked open. Her body thrummed with vibrations. Trees hummed, the earth whirred, the wind buzzed—and through it all, the subtle melody of the Mother weaved around her.
I hear your song.
A pang of sadness sunk into her when she realized her voice remained locked within her throat.
And yet I still cannot speak out loud.
Astrid crawled from her shelter, and stretched, refreshed from a full night's sleep. She allowed her new perception to move outward. She reveled in the songs of the Wettersea beyond the woodlands, and the tune of the vast mountain range of the Skaggs to the nordr.
Leagues in the distance, she sensed the presence of a young man, of Hallad. The awareness of him startled her. Unlike viewing him through the shadowwalk, his existence reached out to her, entwining with her own, like the other half of a missing piece. His emotions besieged her: loneliness, responsibility, and longing. His heartbeat thudded with Astrid's, creating a counterpoint rhythm. And she knew the time had come to seek the young man who held her destiny.
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