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... brushed against my mind.
"Your stage for now," she whispered, her presence flickering like dying embers before vanishing back into me.
I let out a quiet breath. Good. With the guild’s eyes everywhere, the last thing I needed was Lyra cracking jokes about someone’s haircut in front of a squad of mages who’d happily label me cursed.
Ashthorne wasn’t like any city I’d seen before. Its streets were too wide, too empty, as though built for crowds that had long since vanished. ...
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