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Even after Talraine vanished, even after the others left me alone—again—it wouldn’t stop.
It pulsed.
Glowed.
Sang.
Like a door left open, humming in the dark, waiting for something older than time to step through.
I stood at the shrine’s center, ribs still warm from the last bond, throat still raw from what we didn’t say.
And the glyph called me.
It wasn’t loud.It didn’t need to be.
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