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With anticipation.
Leon led them upward through the spiral, each step heavier than the last. The warmth of the forest chamber had faded, replaced now by a cold that came not from wind—but from memory. The kind that pressed against your ribs and whispered things you’d rather forget.
Mira walked just behind him, eyes on his back. She hadn’t said much since they’d left the book behind. Neither had Tomas. But both of them knew the silence wasn’t peace.
It was warning. < ...
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