Between Heaven and Hell
She had seen the resistance coming and was prepared to navigate it, knowing that trust, once offered, must be reciprocated with care.
“She might be the one who owns the Grimoire; otherwise, none of this would make sense,” Dryzza murmured, her words slipping softly into the tense atmosphere like secrets whispered in the dark. “You must have seen it too, in the future, when everything crumbled,” she added, her gaze sharp and unyielding. “I think I’ve glimpsed it through your eyes as well.” The revelation sent a shiver through Joline. Her thoughts spun, her heart pounding as the memory resurfaced—shadowed, fragmented, but undeniably familiar. She had seen it, though the vision had been hazy, bl
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