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Chapter 29: A Name in the Margins

Author: zeh_nyx
last update publish date: 2026-07-04 12:24:07

When Pearl and Evren returned to camp, they found the rest of the expedition exactly where they had left them. Lucien was still buried beneath an impressive mountain of notes, though now Rowan had joined him, patiently copying translated passages into a fresh journal. Rosalie had somehow convinced Astrid to help organize the papers, a decision she appeared to be regretting almost immediately.

Astrid held up two nearly identical sheets.

"Lucien."

"Hm?"

"Why do you have three copies of the same p
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