Chapter 63 The Seal of Silence

The Echoing Vale pulsed with unstable magic. Though my flame kept it anchored, the veil between realms continued to fray. Rifts widened like cracks in glass, and the Eerie grew restless—some whispering, some weeping, some simply staring at the stars as if waiting for something to fall.

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