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CHAPTER SEVENTY-ONE: The First Rift

ผู้เขียน: Skye Wilder
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The night air carried a strange heaviness, thick with the scent of rain that hadn’t yet fallen. Ruby stood at the balcony of the Bloodstone keep, her hands braced against the cold iron rail, eyes fixed on the horizon where the clouds split faintly with red streaks. They weren’t natural—nothing about the world had felt natural since the battle two nights ago.

She had seen storms, she had felt curses, she had stood beneath moons that burned with prophecy. But this was different. The very sky seemed restless, unsettled, as though something on the other side was clawing at its seams.

“Still awake?”

The voice pulled her from her thoughts. It was Kieran. His steps were quiet, but she had long since learned to recognize the particular cadence of his stride. He stopped a few paces behind her, not intruding, simply watching her watch the sky.

“I couldn’t sleep,” she admitted. Her voice was low, hushed, though the halls were empty. “Do you feel it?”

He came to stand beside her, resting his palm
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