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... ing heavy in my chest.
The morning air in the room felt colder than usual, or maybe it was just me.
Today was Thursday.
And that meant, in just a few hours, I’d be sitting in Power Channelling practical class — the course that Cambria had talked about.
My fingers curled around the blanket.
What if it really turned out that I had nothing — no gift, no spark?
What if, when the professor scanned us, I’d stand out not because I was special, but because ...
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