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... onal creak of ancient trees swaying in the bitter wind. Snow blanketed the ground, muffling the world in a cold, unfeeling stillness. The air was sharp, biting at exposed skin, and the sky above was a pale, lifeless gray. It was a place where time seemed to slow, where every breath felt heavier, every step more labored. And in the midst of this frozen expanse, a scream shattered the quiet—a raw, guttural cry that seemed to claw at the very fabric of the air.
Lyra's voice echoed through t ...
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