ElaraMy mother always said magic had a scent. Not the kind the nose could detect but something much more deeper. Something your soul recognized—like a presence, a hum. “It’s like a pulse of power that surrounds those who carried it,” she said.And mine had always been strong. Or so I thought.Somehow, the corridor leading to Astra’s chambers felt longer than usual today. As my steps echo, so does my heart beat loud in my ears.I didn’t bother to knock as she always knew when I was coming. The moment I pushed it open, she raised her head but the expression on her face already confirmed my fear.She froze.She was bending over a table cluttered with scrolls and small vials of herbs, but the second I stepped inside, her hand stilled mid-motion.Slowly… very slowly… she stood straight, her eyes never leaving me. They narrowed then widened.The silence stretched for a few seconds but it felt like a long moment. Then, she whispered the words I had been dreading to hear.“I can’t feel your
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