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... y took no longer than the blink of an eye. One moment Lucien stood amidst the whispering shadows of Mayavan, mana-saturated air brushing against his skin, the scent of leaves and old magic still thick around him. The next, the world seemed to fall away.
He floated.
The ground was gone. Trees, mountains, and rivers—all vanished. In their place: sky. Endless, untouched sky.
Above him stretched the wide heavens. Below him, clouds curled like sleeping beasts, bathed in golden ...
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