Chapter 95 TRIAL EIGHT: THE GOLEM

CHAPTER NINETY-FIVE

TRIAL EIGHT: THE GOLEM

VIOLET

I woke before the sun had fully cleared the trees. The tent felt empty the moment I opened my eyes. The space beside my bedroll where the lynx had slept was bare. Cool air moved across the floor.

For a second I thought it had vanished again witho...

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