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... ll flame struggling to stay alive against a raging wind. It was painful and fragile, but it was there.
Even as I lay crumpled on the floor, my soul cracked open and bleeding, that flame refused to die. A mother’s spirit. Fierce, unyielding, and eternal. And though I had nothing left to give, nothing left to lose, her words stayed with me, piercing through the darkness that had consumed me for so long.
I slowly sat up
She said Draegon needs me...
The weight around ...
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