Eternal Vigil Pt.12

Her heart heavy with revelation, read the letter. Her mother, the previous guardian, had knowingly sacrificed herself, plunging into the darkness to protect the valley. The letter detailed a prophecy, a destiny that had been woven into the very fabric of time. The Horned God was not just a protector, but a harbinger of a new era.
A bittersweet realization washed over her. She was the last hope, the final bastion against the encroaching darkness. The weight of the world, the fate of countless souls, rested upon her shoulders. Now imbued with newfound power, she pondered the nature of magic and destiny. She wondered if her mother, the once-mighty witch, had also undergone a similar transformation. Perhaps her mother's strength, her mastery of the arcane arts, was not merely a gift, but a burden, a responsibility.