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Chapter 2: The Boy Who Came Back Wrong
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... erase you. But if you survive... you may yet become its undoing."— Unknown prophecy carved into the ruins of Trisveran
The sky wept black.
Not rain. Not ash. Not snow.Ink.
It poured in steady, sticky streams across the crumbling village of Kaelstrem Hollow, coating rooftops, soaking bones, and smearing the names of the dead into the mud.
Midwives screamed. One bit off her own tongue. The torchlight flickered blue ...
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