"She froze, heart pounding from the trek, as the air shifted—thicker, sweeter, carrying a faint hum that vibrated in her chest."
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"About the stranger who had slipped it into her delivery bag at the Golden Empress, about the nightmares that had plagued her since—visions of shadowed realms and whispering voices."
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"The ground dipped into a shallow basin, carpeted with those eternal blooms—violets, bluebells, things that shouldn't thrive in autumn chill."
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"Inside, she had packed notes from her mother's old books—scraps of folklore about Fae groves, portals, heartstones that bound realms."
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"Not wind—there was none."
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"The whisper grew, resolving into fragments—words?"
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"Its glow bathed the clearing in crimson, revealing outlines that hadn't been there before—veins of light threading through the ground, pulsing in time with her heartbeat."
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"One voice rose above the rest, clearer, calling a name—not hers, but close: Malphora."
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"Shapes flickered at the limits of the beam—multiple now, circling the standing stones like predators herding prey."
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"Time moved differently here, the old tales warned—an hour inside could stretch or shrink outside."
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"A figure emerged fully into the crimson glow, just for a heartbeat—tall, ethereal, with skin like polished bark and eyes that gleamed with inner fire."
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"The pendant blazed in her fist, its heat a warning or a beacon—she couldn't tell which."
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"Shapes matched her pace, flitting alongside, their forms resolving into limbs and faces that mimicked hers—distorted reflections with bright blue eyes and shoulder-length black hair, scars twisting on wrists that weren't her own."
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"A hand—not mist, solid—clamped onto her shoulder."
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"The pendant erupted in light, searing her palm, as the grove's boundary warped before her—a portal yawning open, not to the park, but to somewhere else, somewhere shadowed and alive with more of them."
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"She froze, heart pounding from the trek, as the air shifted—thicker, sweeter, carrying a faint hum that vibrated in her chest."
1
"The ground dipped into a shallow basin, carpeted with those eternal blooms—violets, bluebells, things that shouldn't thrive in autumn chill."
2
"The pendant scorched her skin, forcing her to yank it free, holding it aloft."
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"Its glow bathed the clearing in crimson, revealing outlines that hadn't been there before—veins of light threading through the ground, pulsing in time with her …"
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"The whispers multiplied, coming from all sides now, overlapping in a chorus that tugged at her mind."
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"The flowers at her feet twisted, stems coiling around her boots as if to anchor her."
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"Shapes matched her pace, flitting alongside, their forms resolving into limbs and faces that mimicked hers—distorted reflections with bright blue eyes and shoul…"
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"Rory dodged a grasping root, her mind flashing to Eva's warning: don't linger where the Fae play."