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... ilk tighten around your throat, it’s already too late. That was the kind of morning I had.
The academy halls were unusually quiet for a weekday. Not the comforting silence of diligent study, but the kind that slithered. Whispered. Eyes that lingered too long, students pretending not to glance, and the occasional chuckle just a little too forced.
It started with Mira.
"Professor," she said casually as we crossed paths near the central spire, "you might want to check the bo ...
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