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... elebration’s excesses.
Before he could answer, a voice muttered darkly from the chapel’s corner.
"The Veil’s no small thing, boy," Granny Elda said, stepping from the shadows, her hood drawn, her staff clicking softly against the stone.
Her wrinkled face was grim, her eyes glinting with cryptic knowledge.
"If she crossed into Vyrneth and lived to crawl back out, she’s lucky. But luck runs out. The Veil’s always been hungry."
Zara groaned, her hand clenchin ...
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