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... t were exhaling for the first time in centuries. The Frostbound Houses and the Academy had begun a cautious dance, learning each other’s rhythms, sharing knowledge that had once been jealously guarded behind ice and runes. In that fragile ease, I found myself haunted by one name more than any other: Lilith.
I had last seen her on the night the First Flame had consumed everything she was, leaving behind a memory of her warmth but not her form. I had retraced her path in my mind countless ...
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