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Chapter 83: The Eldest

Lucian - 10:47 AM

The forest was older than memory.

Trees that had stood for thousands of years. Roots that went deeper than the earth itself. Silence so complete it felt like the world had forgotten this place existed.

I moved through it. Following the pull. The serpent's instinct. The call I'd felt since I surfaced.

The Eldest lived here. Had lived here since before wolves walked upright. Since before civilization. Since before—

The trees opened. A clearing. And in the
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Sara Elizabeth
I just paid for the same chapter 3 times
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Virginia
What is going on? Last 3 chapters are the same. Should give us credit for two chapters!!!
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Chey C
chapter 83...repeated..again
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