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... hall glowed faintly; copper ran under the floor like sleeping veins. Lynea sat in the middle ring with her hands on her knees, fragments quiet at her shoulder as if they, too, were listening.
She began the way a careful driver eases a carriage into motion: not with drama, but with a steadying breath.
"My family" she said, "belonged to a thing most of you have only heard as rumor, if at all." Then, she looked down: "The Moirai."
She watched neither of them. She watched th ...
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