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Chapter 20: The First Draft

Author: Lucybasil
last update publish date: 2026-05-23 22:18:35

The oak tree let out a loud piercing scream. It was a sound that was not natural. Rather like something from a machine. The sound waves vibrated through Elara’s body making her bones feel like they were shaking. The golden energy she had put into the tree’s roots was spreading fast like a wildfire. It was lighting up the network of roots making the forest floor look like a sheet of glass. For a moment Elara could see the glowing roots pulsing with energy like they were alive.

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