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... nders approached. They saluted, but their faces carried unease.
The eldest among them spoke first. "My prince, patrols near the northern fringe report strange growths, trees blooming out of season, soil too warm to touch. Some of the younger elves call it a blessing, but others fear corruption."
Lindarion nodded slowly. "It’s neither. It’s the roots expanding.
Keep your men back until the pattern stabilizes. No torches—light interferes with the resonance."
The com ...
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