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Chapter One Hundred Nineteen: The Vision

Auteur: Joel Stephen
last update Date de publication: 2026-11-07 14:52:07

Elara the Third was twelve years old when the visions began.

They came without warning, in the quiet hours of the night, when the fortress was still and the world was dark. She would wake gasping, her silver eyes wide, her heart pounding. She would see things—terrible things, beautiful things, things that had not yet come to pass.

At first, she thought they were nightmares. She told her mother, who held her and whispered words of comfort. She told her father, who sat with her until she fell asl
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