The Wistful Skyline

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The mist clung to Elara’s skin like a wet shroud, a physical weight that drained the color from her cheeks and the warmth from her bones, and she watched with detached clarity as her mentor, the High Magus, turned his back on the citadel’s crumbling parapet to descend toward the capital. For ten years, she had maintained the ancient, exhausting ritual of binding the wild spirits that threatened...

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