THE CURSED ONE
The humming hit her instantly, loud, vibrating through the floor, swirling around her chest, tugging her forward with force that felt ancient and alive.
Hopes breath caught.
Her eyes traveled to the far wall.
There, shielded in reinforced glass, stood the Crystal of Albion, long and wide, glowing with a brilliant pulsing blue. The gem radiated like a heartbeat, it’s hum rolling through the air in waves.
And beside it, encased separately, the Sword of the knights of Albion began to glow in response, awakened by the crystals call.
Hopes skin prickled. She instinctively backed away, but the crystals pull was relentless, gentle yet overwhelming, like a voice calling her name without a word.
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