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... full. It belonged to Class F, which meant students showed up on accident, forgot why they were there, and usually left more confused than they arrived.
Tonight, it was silent.
Except for one figure crouched under a desk in the back.
Alaric pressed his fingers against the wooden floor, eyes half-closed, mind focused outward like a spider waiting on its web.
He'd marked the lines hours ago—small cuts in the floor beneath the desk, tracing where the next ritual circ ...
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