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Their presence was soothing, their gentle hums and lights painting a tapestry of calm around us.

My fingers brushed against the rough, yet oddly comforting texture of the Hiika’s reins, guiding the creature with gentle tugs.

The gentle sway of the ride, combined with the muted sounds of our surroundings, was entrancing.

Every now and then, I’d turn to look at Isla, the gentle glow from the surroundings casting a surreal light on her face, accentuating her features.

As we approached the town, I couldn’t help but recall our earlier meal at the inn.

I remembered the delicious, hearty dishes, rich with spices that tingled and danced on the palate.

The thought of another such meal waiting for us quickened my pace, and Isla laughed, challenging me to a playful race back.

Handing back our Hiikas to the stable hand, I felt a sense of gratitude towards these creatures.

They had carried us through time — both metaphorically in our journey through memories, and physically across the mesmerizing landscape.

“Such an evening, Thillak,” Isla whispered, her voice filled with contentment. “It feels like a dream.”

I nodded. “It’s moments like these that make lifetimes worth living.”

We shared a soft, lingering kiss, the taste of her lips mingling with the ambient scents of the evening.

Just as we were about to enter the inn, a peculiar aroma reached my nostrils.

It was out of place — acrid.

I halted in my tracks.

The joyful hum of the Zireflyes faded into the background, replaced by a menacing silence that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.

I felt the blood drain from my face.

An instinct, honed over countless lifetimes, screamed danger.

Isla, sensing my sudden tension, whispered:

“What’s wrong?”

Without a word, I placed my hand over her mouth, pulling her close to me, melding her body into the shadows of the inn’s entrance.

My eyes darted around, scanning the vicinity, trying to pinpoint the source of my unease.

The peaceful evening had taken a sinister turn, and every sense was now on high alert.

What had started as a dreamy ride under the twilight now threatened to become a nightmare.

* * *

The moment I sensed the danger, my instincts, refined over lifetimes, took over.

I gripped Isla’s wrist gently but firmly, pulling her away from the inn’s entrance and towards the Hiika stables.

The evening had started with such serenity, but now my every nerve was on edge, every sense heightened.

The faint hum of the Zireflyes seemed distant, as my ears picked up soft murmurs from a group that seemed to be converging near the inn’s entrance.

The gentle coolness of the evening had been replaced by a subtle warmth, probably from my adrenaline.

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