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Chapter Ten: The Rift Between Dreams

Author: Evelyn Hart
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-13 23:14:54

The sky over Duskmoor cracked open with thunder.

It hadn’t rained in weeks, yet the clouds rolled in like smoke that morning—low and seething, as if something beneath the surface of the world had finally stirred. The bell tower rang late. Classes were suspended. Whispers filled the corridors, but not even the oldest students dared speak too loudly.

Something had shifted.

Something had been broken.

Seraphina felt it in her bones.

She stood alone on the east balcony, staring across the forest beyond the wall. The clouds hung heavy above the trees, unmoving. She pressed her fingers to the mark on her wrist, now fully transformed into a gold-white sigil. It no longer burned. It pulsed.

Not like pain.

Like presence.

Lucan hadn’t spoken much since the ritual. He was still healing. The backlash of shielding her from the Sleepless One had taken a toll—his skin paler, his movements slower, his gaze haunted in ways even she didn’t know how to reach yet. He needed rest. And time. But time wasn’t
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