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Chapter 70

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Lyra POV

The forest didn’t feel the same that night.

It wasn’t obvious at first. Everything looked as it always did—the tall trees stretching upward, the soft rustle of leaves shifting with the wind, the quiet hum of life that never truly went silent. It should have felt familiar. It should have felt like every other night I had walked these paths.

But it didn’t.

There was something else beneath it.

Something I couldn’t name.

I moved slowly along the narrow trail, my senses stretching outward
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