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... eft a mark not just on Thalen’s shoulder, which still throbbed from the deep cut, but on all three of them. Something about that encounter shifted the rhythm between them. The air was heavier, as though the world itself had acknowledged their presence now. Not as lost initiates stumbling into legacy, but as something becoming worthy of it.
The Wraithlands began to thin, the jagged cliffs giving way to a wide, open valley carpeted in ash and bone. Strange trees, leafless and petrified, li ...
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