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THE SILVER LINING CHAPTER 33

Author: MIKS DELOSO
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She paused.

Then opened it.".

The air shifted immediately — colder, denser.

From the shadows, her warlock advisor emerged.

"My lady…" he warned. "You vowed once never to open that book."

"I never vowed," she said coldly. "And besides… losers make rules."

She turned a page — blood-red text exhaled onto the parchment, vibrating with forbidden power. Necromancy. Soul merging. Harvest spells that derived strength not in sacrifice… but in bondage.

"I will obtain a vessel," she spoke softly. "And I will feed this plague something new. A hunger that is beholden to me."

The warlock hesitated. "And… the Alpha?"

Perfera's mouth twisted into something sour. "He's already empty. Let whatever demons still linger within him struggle to reach beyond my mark."

She pulled out a talisman from her arm — a piece of charred celestial scale, infused with curse-ink and stamped with her blood.

"I'll summon it back. The thing she put away. The weapon even the old gods feared."

She turned to face the mirror, n
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    Hidden Sanctuary – Brunschiere ForestUnder the Silverroot Trees, DuskThe wind breathed through the ancient canopy, disturbing the violet leaves of Brunschiere's towering trees. The sanctuary shone with soft blue runes etched into bark, glinting like stars spilled across wood and moss. A soft mist hung on the forest floor, scented with crushed herbs and spell-drenched soil.Krishna knelt beside a stone basin, stirring crushed wolfsbane and moonflower nectar together in a rich golden potion. Her fingers moved with ease — but something trembled in her breath.She hesitated.The pestle slipped a little in her hand.Outside the clearing, the laughter of children danced on the air. Elders sang. Elves, wizards, and wild kinfolk moved about in peace.But Krishna's hand hung over the bowl… suspended.A whisper wove the wind.Faint. Far away."Forgive us. Return… save us…"Her spine locked hard. A quiver ran through her ribs like ice water down a flame.The potion started bubbling abnormally.

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    The merciful witch.The soul they had flung into fire… now pleaded to come back from it.Miyal was at the parapet's edge, wind shrieking through his armor. His knuckles were white on the hilt of his sword, but he didn't move to draw it.Before him, the night was dissolving.The barricades groaned under monstrous weight. Guards screamed. Flames died. And in the midst of chaos… he heard it.Not the monsters.Not Perfera's icy commands.But his people.In the depths of muck and ruin — mothers, fathers, children — begging the heavens."Please forgive us… Come back… Come back and save us…"People continue to begThe words pierced deeper than any knife.Miyal's breath hitched.He gazed down at them — the very people he had vowed to defend, now kneeling in ash and grime, not reaching for him, their Alpha… but for her.Krishna.The one they had damned.The one he had allowed to burn.His chest heaved with a ragged breath. The fire below flared, illuminating the destruction in red and gold — a

  • THE SILVER LINING   THE SILVER LINING CHAPTER 35

    "And inform the elders," she said, nearly softly, "that I am not to be disturbed again except in case the citadel is afire."The attendant nodded fearfully and left, closing doors behind him.Perfera was alone once more when she went back to her mirror.She stretched out, and this time — she didn't whisper.She ordered."Show me her again."But the mirror didn't show.No image.No flicker.Nothing.Perfera's face contorted. She smashed both hands on the glass. "Show me!"Still, the mirror didn't obey. Not from shattered magic.But from defiance.Perfera stood in front of the mirror again, robes flowing around her like smoke. The room throbbed with dark power, the pages of the forbidden book waving in the unnatural breeze.The mirror was still black — but this time, she didn't care.She laughed. Light at first. Growing louder."Hah… Hahaha…"Her laughter barked off the stone walls like the laughter of an advancing storm.I guessed it. Krishna is really dead," she declared, combing her

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    Crescent Citadel – Lower Archive, NightfallThe wind screamed down the dusty halls as Miyal made his way deep into the belly of the Citadel. Torch flames danced across ancient walls inscribed with runes lost to the ages — except for one name spoken only in shame:Vosvak Spade.The forbidden archives were closed. Only an Alpha might open the vault. And even so, the room protested — as if the stones themselves recalled the heretic who had trod here before.Miyal's hand hovered over the etched sigil on the heavy iron door.Perfera.Who are you truly?He pressed his palm to the glyph. It throbbed — once, then cracked open like a dying breath.The scent within was dust and bloodroot ink. Piles of parchments. Scrolls concealed in iron tubes. Books bound from monsters unknown in generations.He lit a lantern and acted quickly. His time was short.He opened the first book. Genealogies of Bloodlines in Exile.The Spade crest — a serpent eating its tail — was emblazoned on the spine.Pages were

  • THE SILVER LINING   THE SILVER LINING CHAPTER 33

    She paused.Then opened it.".The air shifted immediately — colder, denser.From the shadows, her warlock advisor emerged."My lady…" he warned. "You vowed once never to open that book.""I never vowed," she said coldly. "And besides… losers make rules."She turned a page — blood-red text exhaled onto the parchment, vibrating with forbidden power. Necromancy. Soul merging. Harvest spells that derived strength not in sacrifice… but in bondage."I will obtain a vessel," she spoke softly. "And I will feed this plague something new. A hunger that is beholden to me."The warlock hesitated. "And… the Alpha?"Perfera's mouth twisted into something sour. "He's already empty. Let whatever demons still linger within him struggle to reach beyond my mark."She pulled out a talisman from her arm — a piece of charred celestial scale, infused with curse-ink and stamped with her blood."I'll summon it back. The thing she put away. The weapon even the old gods feared."She turned to face the mirror, n

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