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They Must Never Find This

Author: Jules
last update publish date: 2026-09-06 20:59:59

Lyra’s POV

My mother’s journal is written in code, and the code itself tells me she was more afraid, and more prepared, than anyone ever told me she was.

I examined the journal carefully in the stone chamber. The handwriting was unmistakably Mira’s, but the content was entirely unreadable. Symbols and substitutions that resembled no system I had encountered. Before trying to decipher anything, I noticed small practical details that made the journal feel startlingly personal instead of simply m
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