The Shadow With My Face

Ivy’s POV

The forest was alive.

But not with birdsong. Not with rustling leaves or moonlight.

No—this forest breathed shadows.

Thick. Suffocating. Alive.

They slithered behind me, circling like wolves in the dark, whispering my name in voices I didn’t recognize. Every time I turned to look, the...

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