EVREN’S POV. I sat in the shadows, my hand against my head, watching and waiting, and finally, the time had come for me to take the lead for what needed to be done before it would be too late again. I stepped into my room, feeling the instant chill. The room felt as though it existed just beyond the edge of reality. Cool, quiet air greeted me as I stepped inside, carrying the faint scent of rain-soaked earth and something sweet, like night-blooming flowers. Soft light drifted through the space without any visible source, clinging to the stone walls veined with shifting threads of gold.At the center stood a round wooden table carved with symbols that seemed to move when I wasn’t looking. Upon it rested an hourglass filled not with sand, but with glittering specks of light that flowed both upward and downward, defying time.Instead of books, the shelves held glass orbs swirling with miniature worlds—floating cities, endless forests, glowing oceans. Some pulsed gently as I passed, as
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