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Through the Veil

Penulis: Larry Moose
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-05-14 13:00:22

Amelia's breath formed a fog in the cool night air as she ventured into the grove, moonlight sketching pale outlines on the forest floor. She moved with purpose, guided by the whisper of a promise only she could hear, until she reached two ancient oak trees standing silent as sentinels. There, a shimmer wavered like a forgotten dream between the trunks, visible only when the moonlight glanced it just so. It was a doorway to the unknown. Determination gleamed in her eyes, and with a steadying breath, Amelia stepped through. Magic rippled across her skin like the touch of a thousand invisible feathers. The realm she entered unfolded in twilight brilliance—bioluminescent plants pulsing with life, floating orbs drifting lazily among the trees, and whispers from the air itself, ancient and full of secrets. Her werewolf senses burned, and she felt the presence of creatures lurking in the shadows, eyes fixed upon her. She stood tall, her voice cutting through the ghostly murmurs. "I come s

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