The night hummed with an electric stillness, the air heavy with the promise of an impending storm. A lone lantern flickered, its golden glow dancing across the timeworn cobblestones, casting long, restless shadows. At the path’s edge, a figure stood, cloaked in darkness, their gaze sharp and unyielding. Something loomed on the horizon—vast, unstoppable. The world seemed to pause, caught in the silent breath before the storm, as destiny gathered its strength, ready to strike.
