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... moment, the only sound was the gentle whisper of curtains fluttering softly in the evening breeze, the faint hum of magic lanterns glowing warmly overhead, and the comforting rhythm of Elira's steady breathing.
Mara lay still, staring thoughtfully at the high ceiling adorned with intricate silver filigree that twisted and danced like frozen vines. Her body ached fiercely, every muscle protesting loudly at even the slightest movement, but her mind refused to settle, thoughts churning res ...
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