The Forgotten Guardian
The Isle of Silence was not a place of land, but a place of echoes. It was encircled by a permanent, screaming storm of white noise that erased any ship that dared to approach. In the center of this chaos stood the Spire, a needle of obsidian that pierced the very roof of the world. Adrian had come to the Spire for Elena. Elena, whose soul had become a flickering candle in a gale, whose...
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