Dienegdfg Rar -

"I bring the heart of a brother," Kaelen replied, gasping for breath. "I come for the Weaver."

"You bring the scent of the heavy air," the Dienegdfg spoke, its voice sounding like grinding tectonic plates. Dienegdfg rar

A figure emerged from the rock face itself, its body shimmering like oil on water. It had no fixed shape—one moment a tall, spindly hunter, the next a swirling mass of starlight and smoke. "I bring the heart of a brother," Kaelen

The creature tilted its head, its form stabilizing into a mockery of a human face. "The Rar' does not give back what it has claimed. But it does offer a trade. To see her, you must become like us. You must shed the weight of your blood and the density of your memories." It had no fixed shape—one moment a tall,

The Rar' was not a normal mountain; it was a jagged spine of obsidian and frozen vapor that defied the gravity of the lowlands. For centuries, the nomadic tribes of the valleys believed that the summit was a gateway to another realm—a place where the "Dienegdfg," or the Ever-Shifting Ones , resided.

The valley below never saw Kaelen again, but from 그날 forward, the clouds over the Rar' moved with a strange, purposeful grace, as if two spirits were dancing within the mist.