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The Weight of Silence
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2025-07-06 17:55:37The forest had not returned to peace. It held its breath.
Ash floated in the moonlight like snow. Trees bowed and groaned as though mourning. The remnants of the rift—a jagged scar of scorched ground and burned roots—smoked beneath Selene’s feet. She stood in the center of the devastation, every inch of her body aching, her skin still glowing faintly with magic she hadn’t yet learned to control.
Behind her, Rowan stood watch. Silent. Still bleeding from his side.
“Say it,” Selene murmured without turning. “I know you’re thinking something.”
Rowan’s voice was rough. “I was going to say... you shouldn’t be standing.”
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