Chapter 12 The First Time Something Was Almost Forgotten

They left the broken-wing lake by midday.

No one said it aloud, but none of them wanted to sleep there again. The wind had calmed, the snow was soft, the sky plain—but all of it felt like a lie that had already been told.

Lucien walked ahead, silent—too silent.

Cael walked beside Anil, his steps s...

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