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... the light faded, they weren’t in the nursery anymore.
They stood in a vast empty area where two doors waited. One door was made of black stone, with chains wrapped around it.
The other was white crystal, sparkling with warm light. "Choose," a voice ordered from everywhere and nowhere.
"Who’s there?" Kael urged, pulling Elara close. "We are the Weavers of Fate," the voice answered. "The Guardians brought you here, but we control what happens next."
"Where are our b ...
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