Bloodbound: The legacy of Serelai
Closing her eyes, she pressed both palms on the pages, focusing not on memories but the present, the cool air, dripping water, weak hum of the mountain and she filled the book with the now.
A soft warmth spread from her hands. She opened her eyes, and a faint, silver outline of the alcove appeared: the pool, the glowing veins, like a ghostly sketch, but it lasted only moments before fading.
Her breath caught. It wasn’t dead; it was reset. A canvas for the now, not the past.
“So it only responds to you now.”
Liora jumped as Elara stood at the entrance, arms crossed, no smile.
“It seems so,” Liora said, closing the book.
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