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... rning, hoping for something—confirmation, warning, direction. But the page remained silent. I stared at the blank sheet until the candle beside me guttered out. The ink from the last message had already faded to gray.
Whatever force had spoken to me, it wasn't mine to summon.
By the time Konrad and Clara stirred, the sun was barely warming the frost on the windows. We moved quietly, each of us still weighed down by what we hadn't said out loud.
We sat at the table. I open ...
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