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... ceful silence, but a heavy one. Oppressive. The kind that pressed against your skin and made the hairs on your arms rise for no reason you could name. Even the wind seemed afraid to whistle through the narrow cliffs.
Kai and Kleo moved cautiously, their boots crunching over gravel and moss-slick stone. Kai’s senses burned with input, threads of mana coiled beneath the ground like veins, denser than anything he’d ever felt. It clung to him, whispering in arcane pulses.
As they mov ...
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