Moonlit Secrets
"What is that?"
"It’s an old magic," Xander explained, his thumb brushing the glass. "Older than the council platform. Older than the trial rings. My mother told me about it when I was very young, before the sickness took her. It is a mixture of silver-clay from the deepest part of this lake, crushed moon-bloom petals, and the ash of a lightning-struck pine. It is the earth, the sky, and the fire."
He uncorked the vial. A faint, ethereal glow emanated from the thick, silvery paste inside. It smelled of ozone and sweet, blooming night-flowers.
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