CHAPTER SIXTEEN- THE PRICE OF SILENCE.

~Sera pov~

The forest breathed around me.

Old. Hollow. Watching.

The roots beneath my boots weren’t just roots, they were veins. Remnants of something that had once pulsed with power. Magic so old it had no name left, only memory.

And tonight, it reminds me.

I knelt at the stone altar, half-bur...

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