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... school. The corridors felt colder, darker, as if the shadows themselves had gathered to whisper my secrets. My palms tingled uncomfortably, remembering the strange warmth that Velka's hand had left there.
I knocked once, gently, hoping they wouldn't hear, yet desperately needing them to.
The heavy oak door swung open silently, revealing Mara, hair loose and eyes already narrowed suspiciously. Behind her, Elira sat cross-legged on their bed, carefully sharpening one of her blades ...
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