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I gasp. Esme nods solemnly. "And with my son," she says. She describes how her son was a magican and an engineer. He had known how to save the lands that became the Barren. But that was not what Alpha Ludo had wanted. "When Dylan was attacked by Ludo," she says, "He was left to bleed to his death there. But there was still magic left in that place and Ludo was still young and arrogant enough to think he could just kill a magician as he would anyone else. My son used the life stone to save himself. A stone that is water, light and sky, containing an ancient essence of pure life. He had hoped to use it to save the Barren. Instead he had to use it to save himself. Now he waits with the Dreamers

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Black says before he takes off. The moonlight filters down through the trees as we dart after her, adrenaline surging in our veins. Each leap carries us closer, but she’s fast—her white and red form blurring ahead, weaving between trunks, her three tails flicking playfully. The forest echoes with the pounding of paws, the rush of wind, and the thrill of the chase. Skadii glances back, her golden and purple eyes glinting mischievously, then pushes herself faster, testing our limits.

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"Fran, midnight has arrived. You just need to die in this world, and you can go back." I picked up a sharp piece of glass and raised my hand, dragging the jagged edge across my artery. Finally, I was leaving this world where no one loved me. Everything was finally going to end.

Her eyes burned with rage as she yelled, threatening to end Mara's life and expressing her refusal to accept Mara's happiness while she suffered. Andrew, who had been observing the preparations, reacted swiftly. Recognizing the danger Mara was in, he rushed to intervene. In a desperate attempt to save Mara from Carla's deadly assault, Andrew seized a nearby dagger and, with a swift motion, stabbed Carla before she could carry out her threat. The garden, once filled with the sounds of cheerful preparation, fell into a shocked silence as Carla crumpled to the ground, blood oozing from the fatal wound. Her eyes widened in disbelief as she struggled to comprehend the turn of events.

Chapter 12: The Silent Plan in the Screaming Chasm The night was moonless, perfect. They moved like ghosts through the absolute darkness of the high cliffs, guided by Duncan and two of his clansmen who seemed to see with their feet and their fingertips. Leigh led, her memory an infallible map. Makil followed just behind her, the rough granite scraping against his leathers, the void yawning somewhere to his left. They reached the slide—a tumble of house-sized boulders that seemed to seal the Whisper Cut completely. In the pitch black, Leigh placed her hands on the rock, feeling, remembering. “Here,” she whispered. “There’s a gap. Follow my voice.”

Forever. Fuck my life...

But each repetition felt thinner, fragile, a thread in a storm. She slid to the floor, curling into a fetal position. Her mind fractured further: flashes of herself as a child, a teenager, an adult, all overlapping, all screaming. A small, clear voice—hers, yet not hers—emerged from the chaos: “Breathe. Just breathe.”