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124~ Power Without Form Is Like A Sword Without A Hilt

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last update วันที่เผยแพร่: 2025-11-12 13:18:50

Zane's Point Of View

The weeks since the Inheritance Ceremony had passed in a blur of restless nights and forced smiles. My body had healed… rapidly, thanks to whatever magic my mother had poured into me, but my soul still ached.

The weight of her absence pressed down on me like a physical force, a constant, dull throb in my chest that never quite faded. I could still hear her voice, still feel the ghost of her touch on my forehead, still see the way she’d smiled at me before fading away.

It
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