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106. Shadows on the Path

Author: Winnie W. W.
last update publish date: 2026-05-05 04:15:45

Mia

I had been cooped up in the healer’s hut for what felt like an eternity since the twins had been very busy. The old man’s hut, hidden in a grove halfway down the mountain, smelled of herbs and smoke and something older than time itself. Days blurred together; mornings marked by bitter teas, nights haunted by restless dreams. My body was mending and I had learnt more than I thought possible in that short amount of time, yes, but my mind… my mind felt caged.

So when my phone buzzed against th
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