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Chapter 58: The Garden of Broken Skies (5) – The Call of the King
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... ore daring to breathe again.
The trees slowly swallowed us, closing behind us the light and the ruins. The air grew heavier, thicker. Every breath burned my throat, saturated with mana and moisture. The Garden felt like it wanted to devour us whole.
When we were finally far enough, I let myself fall against a trunk, out of breath. The moss there was cold, soaked with water. Sylvara sat down right beside me, knees pulled up, head low. Her wings still trembled—not from fear, but fr ...
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