d, the image of the man with golden eyes and razor-sharp claws imprinted on her mind. It was as though the for

secrets, and her best chance lay in speaking with the locals. After a quick breakfast, she set out for the town s

and a bubbling fountain in the center. Amelia approached an elderly woman who was t

nd I couldn't help but notice some unusual things around here.

the first newcomer to ask that question," she replied cryptically. "Cr

epened. "What kind of

eatures that roam the forest at night, things that defy explanation. And there

her spine, reminding her of the man she had seen in the wood

at walk like men, or so they say.

d around a tall, imposing man who had just arrived in town. He was dressed in dark clothing and

stranger's eyes, however, were fixed on her, and he m

oice low and commandi

ack by his directness.

a knowing smile. "Good. We

wildered. "So

ly audible. "Someone who isn't afraid to unco

could walk away from this enigmatic figure and the mysteries of Crestwood, or sh

pounding, she m