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Psychic Postcard

Author: Ray
last update publish date: 2026-05-13 13:37:31

Chapter 45: The Psychic Postcard

POV: Lina Hale

The walk back to the palace with Elder Maren had been a blur of polite nods and careful small talk. My body was going through the motions of a "civilized guest," but my mind was miles away, vibrating with the ghost of a vision. Selene hadn’t just sent me a feeling this time. She had sent a blueprint. It was clear, specific, and dropped directly into my skull like a photograph pressed against glass. I could still see it: the ritual room, the third
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