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The Gift of Spring

Author: Bella Moondragon
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-16 22:09:37

*Xelina*

The last echoes of battle fade beneath the heavy tranquility settling over Montelune. The white witches, led by my grandmother, weave their ancient magic like threads of silver light unraveling a tangled black tapestry. The corrupted coven’s evil voices, now broken, shrieking in fury, shrink and twist into ragged old hags, grotesque and pitiful.

Our warriors, ferociously unyielding, drive the evil back, banishing them as Mireth, Ferna, and Nimera were cast out before. The cursed bleakness is retreating, dissolving into the cold night wind.

I stand with Lazlo at the edge of the battlefield, my heart pounding as I watch the war between light and shadow reach its final crescendo. The moon hangs high and full above us, a quiet witness to the end of a long nightmare.

My grandmother approaches gracefully, her white hair flowing like a river of stars. Her eyes, bright with unwavering calm, meet mine. “Xelina,” she says, “you’ve carried this burden alone for far too long.”

I swallow
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