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... eyed. She’d grown up in a town built atop the ruins of a forgotten citadel, one where the wind sometimes hummed lullabies through cracks in the stone. Her mother was a mapkeeper, and her father had vanished when she was four. All Aeryn had of him was a weathered locket and a lullaby she never remembered learning.
She didn’t know why she cared so much about the Eclipsed Choir, but the idea of them haunted her—young people stepping into a broken world not to rule it or save it, but to sing ...
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