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... dents moving past barely gave her a glance, their voices and footsteps weaving together into the usual soft rhythm of the academy’s halls.
The air carried its familiar mix of scents—parchment, warm stone, and the faint perfume of silverleaf blossoms drifting in through the open windows from the courtyard outside.
It was the same air she had breathed countless times before, the same measured beat of life that made up her days here.
But to her, it felt different now. The ch ...
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