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Chapter Twelve: Whispers in the Dark

Auteur: Joel Stephen
last update Date de publication: 2026-07-04 15:13:22

Elara dreamed of fire.

Not the fire that had consumed her mother's body—that fire had been cleansing, peaceful, necessary. This fire was different. This fire was hungry. It licked at the edges of her consciousness, whispering her name in voices she almost recognized.

Elara... Elara...

She woke gasping, her hand flying to her throat. No sound came out. Her voice was still gone—the strain of speaking over the past few days had cost her whatever fragile recovery she had made. She was silent ag
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