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The image of young Avelar standing in the clearing, his hand wrapped around Maeryn’s, began to blur like mist under sunlight. Their figures softened, edges bleeding into silver haze, until they faded completely, voices, breath, heartbeat, all gone.
I was alone again.
The castle. The woods. The memories. All of it dissolved into that endless, moonlit void that felt like neither dream nor reality.
My chest felt tight. Too tight.
Avelar Valerius Hunter. ...
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