Chapter Fifty-Five: Shadows Near Pendragon Hill

Dawn broke in a pale sliver across the horizon as they ascended Pendragon Hill, a windswept mound atop an Iron Age burial barrow. Once a royal necropolis, its crest now carried only whispers.

Underfoot, segmented flagstones formed an ancient Celtic trackway—a pilgrimage path used since before Roman...

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