The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The ink bled into the parchment with the slow, viscous heaviness of a bruise forming under skin, and Elara’s hand, steady as a surgeon’s, did not tremble as the letters of the incantation took shape, though the air around her fingers tasted of copper and ozone, a metallic tang that signaled the presence of the Unseen. She was in the middle of the binding, the seventh sigil of the containment...

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