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... professors. The Academy. The shard.
Only a weight in my chest and the vague sense that I had lost something important.
I wandered through mist-soaked ruins, endless halls and forgotten shrines. A reflection in a cracked mirror showed someone I almost recognized.
Then a voice—soft, sharp, familiar.
"You’re late," Lilith said, leaning against a column. "Again."
The sight of her shook something loose. Names returned. Faces. Pain. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨 ...
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