Aetherion Academia #1: Shadows of Rebirth
A sharp, stinging pain flared in my joint where it struck the stone, and I felt the fabric of my black leggings snag against the marble.
"Careful," a voice murmured. It was a voice like a calm, sun-drenched morning.
It was melodic, precise, and utterly devoid of the frantic energy of the room.
Before I could reach for my fallen books, a soft, golden radiance filled my vision. I watched, breathless, as the heavy grimoires lifted from the floor.
They didn't just float; they aligned themselves in a perfect, vertical column in mid-air, hovering with an eerie, mathematical stability. It was an efficient and flawless masterpiece of telekinetic weight distribution.
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