Jeleamal - Rar

Elara climbed back into the cool night air of Oakhaven. She didn't go back to sleep. Instead, she sat in the middle of the village square and began to speak. She told them of the glass pillars, the starlight librarian, and the tearing sound of magic.

Elara realized Oakhaven had been growing grey because the villagers had forgotten how to wonder. They had turned the "Jeleamal" into a dusty lintel decoration, a word with no meaning. "I have to take it back," Elara whispered. Jeleamal rar

The word "Jeleamal" seems like a spark from a dream or a lost language, so I’ve let it guide this tale of a hidden world. Elara climbed back into the cool night air of Oakhaven