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Chapter 123

Auteur: Iziegbe
last update Date de publication: 2025-11-25 19:19:01

Shadows the Heartstone Chose Not to Conceal

That morning, the temple felt altered—more silent, more oppressive, as if the very atmosphere recognized the burden Luna bore. A faint silver radiance throbbed beneath her skin, coursing through her veins like silvery flames. It ought to have felt empowering. Instead, it served as a reminder… a reminder of what the Heartstone had revealed to her and what it would not allow her to forget.

She settled at the edge of the ancient reflecting pool, observin
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