In a faraway land where mist rolled across the mountains like a slow, endless tide, there stood a small village called Norwick. It was a quiet place, with cottages made of stone, roofs thatched with straw, and fields that spread into the horizon. Children played in the meadows, shepherds whistled to their flocks, and the rhythm of life was steady, as if time itself had forgotten to hurry. But even the most peaceful places cast shadows, and Norwick’s shadow lay in the forest that stretched dark a
