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✍ Author’s Note – Chapter 12
          	
          	You felt it, didn’t you?
          	
          	That hush that wraps around your ribs when you enter a room where something holy once happened… or something unspeakable?
          	
          	The Tongueless Church was never meant to scare you.
          	It was meant to strip you.
          	Of noise. Of ego. Of the stories you told yourself to make pain sound poetic.
          	
          	Silence is not the absence of sound—it’s the place where truth survives the fire.
          	
          	And Maya?
          	She’s learning to listen now.
          	Not just with her ears, but with her blood.
          	
          	Thank you for walking into the silence with her.
          	Only one path remains.
          	And it goes deeper than the others.
          	
          	Stay close to the map.
          	And be careful what you name in the dark.
          	
          	️ — Raven LaRue

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✍ Author’s Note – Chapter 12
          
          You felt it, didn’t you?
          
          That hush that wraps around your ribs when you enter a room where something holy once happened… or something unspeakable?
          
          The Tongueless Church was never meant to scare you.
          It was meant to strip you.
          Of noise. Of ego. Of the stories you told yourself to make pain sound poetic.
          
          Silence is not the absence of sound—it’s the place where truth survives the fire.
          
          And Maya?
          She’s learning to listen now.
          Not just with her ears, but with her blood.
          
          Thank you for walking into the silence with her.
          Only one path remains.
          And it goes deeper than the others.
          
          Stay close to the map.
          And be careful what you name in the dark.
          
          ️ — Raven LaRue

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✍ Author’s Note – Chapter 7
          
          You made it through Firebone Hill.
          
          If your heart’s still racing… good.
          That means you felt it.
          
          This chapter was never just about fire.
          It was about choice.
          About what we carry and what we’re brave enough to burn.
          Maya didn’t just survive her first trial—she changed. The house knows it. The map knows it. And something older than both is watching.
          
           That vision she had?
          That wasn’t just memory. That was inheritance.
          Lettie Mae’s past isn’t buried—it’s woven into every room, every path, every curse still whispering under this land.
          
          If you’re starting to realize this story isn’t just haunted…
          …it’s sacred, you’re exactly where I want you.
          
          Thank you for walking the hill with Maya.
          Next chapter, we go even deeper.
          
          Stay close to the map.
          
          ️ — Raven LaRue

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New Bonus Drop: The Cursed House Map Is Now Available
          
          “Some houses just creak.
          This one remembers.”
          
          If you’re reading Ashes at the Crossroads, you’re not just following Maya’s story—
          you’re walking into a haunted house that was never meant to let anyone back out.
          
          Now, for the first time, you can see what the house sees.
          
          The Map of the Cursed House is live inside the story.
          It marks the rooms, the whispers, the locked doors… and the places the Price women tried to forget.
          
          ⸝
          
           What You’ll Find:
          
          	•	SCRATCHING IN THE WALLS
          	•	The BURNED NURSERY
          	•	The LOCKED DOOR Maya should’ve left alone
          	•	The ATTIC SHRINE no one dares enter twice
          	•	And a HIDDEN CELLAR that even Lettie Mae didn’t speak about
          
          ⸝
          
          ️ Use the map as you read.
          Track Maya’s movements. Study what’s near.
          And if you ever find yourself in a room that isn’t marked on it… run.
          
           The map and full reader instructions are included as a bonus chapter inside the story. Go see what the house has been hiding.
          
          “This wasn’t drawn to help you escape. It was drawn so you don’t walk blind.”

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 Chapter 5 reveals the first Hollow Walker—tired, patient, and watching. Maya has now crossed into the haunting.
          
           Next: “The Crossroads Map” — the discovery that unlocks the town’s four spiritual paths… and her own fate.

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 Chapter 3 reveals Maya’s inheritance isn’t just property—it’s a spiritual prison. The locked door marks the beginning of her bloodline’s unraveling.
          
           Next chapter: “Blood and Salt in the Walls” — where the house gives up its first offering.

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Chapter 2 reveals the town’s silence isn’t just grief—it’s ritual. Keep an eye on the red thread… it always means protection—or warning.
          
           Next Chapter: “The Locked Door” — where Maya finds the first journal and faces her first test.

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Welcome to Crossroads Hollow. 
          
          Chapter 1 drops you into Maya’s uneasy return home—filled with silence, tension, and a legacy waiting to be claimed. 
          
          Comment if you’ve ever felt a place remember you… even if you forgot it.
          
           Next Chapter: “A Funeral With No Farewell” coming soon.

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 Welcome to Crossroads Hollow.
          
          This story is a descent—not into hell, but into memory.
          
          Into bloodlines tied too tight. Into pacts made in whispers. Into houses that remember.
          
          ✨ Expect:
          
          	•	Spirits who don’t knock
          	•	Locked doors with breathing behind them
          	•	Red thread that binds or breaks
          	•	And a crossroads that always… waits
          
          ️ Read slow. Breathe shallow. And don’t ever answer a voice that won’t say its name.
          
           Start “Letter Never Sent – Lettie Mae Price” now
          
           Leave a comment if you’ve ever felt watched in your own home.
          

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 The Inkbound Oath — A Message from Raven LaRue
          
          Welcome, Wanderer.
          
          You stand at the threshold of a hidden realm—not everyone makes it this far.
          
          This isn’t just a story—it’s a summoning.
          
          Behind these words lie buried truths, whispered warnings, and doors better left closed.
          
          But you? You came knocking. And now, the story is listening.
          
          ️ Comment below:
          
          “I am Inkbound.”
          
          That single line marks your entry into Raven LaRue’s Circle of the Inkbound.
          
          Readers? No.
          
          You are Seers. Keepers. Lore-bearers.
          
          The scroll has unrolled. The fire has been lit.
          Now read… carefully.