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... sat awake in the kitchen, a cup of tea growing cold between her fingers. The silver tome lay on the table before her, open to a page on warding dreams. A protective glyph glowed faintly at the window, flickering as wind whispered against the glass.
Her eyes were red from tears she didn't let fall.
She had seen what the thread meant.
The Book of Echoed Shadows didn't find children.
It chose them.
And once chosen, it didn't let go.
You're not going ...
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