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... louder, colder, or particularly unusual. But to Ethan, it sounded like something was shifting — something invisible and heavy — like the beginning of a page turning in a book he hadn’t finished reading.
In the courtyard of Levistis Manor, bags were already packed. Aron stood near them, wearing a neatly pressed coat, his little shoes polished to perfection. He was only eight years old, but he stood with the posture of someone older — more like a visitor from the stars than a child raised ...
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