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Chapter 82: Azara

Penulis: Terri Clare
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-07-22 15:21:32

ANWEN'S POV

Cradling the open book in both arms, I found a quiet corner tucked between two towering shelves.

I lowered myself to the floor, leaned back against the bookcase, and rested the ancient volume on my lap.

For a long moment, I simply stared at it.

Its pages were no longer blank. All because the book had touched my blood.

I still couldn't decide whether that should fascinate me... or frighten me.

Carefully, I opened the book.

It wasn't a story. It was a chronicle.

A painstaking record o
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