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Chapter One-Hundred Forty-Three: Lysandra's Lament: A Tale of Rejection and Resilience
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2024-10-29 19:42:56Selena’s Perspective:
Daphne wrestled with the silent anguish of empathy with her wolf—a tormenting dance of emotion in which she could only feel their mutual pain.
Our gazes locked, hers shimmering with an unyielding clarity. “Take my hand—guide me through the shadows,” her voice a bold whisper, traces of weakness lacing each syllable. “For some inexplicable reason, I cannot sense my wolf, her agony entwined with mine, blurring the compass in my spirit that would lead me to her.”
As we stood together, I reached out with my mind, following the silver thread of Daphne's wolf's essence, winding through the corridors of her subconscious. Like navigating through a maze, we encountered barricades of fear and patches of desolation—a landscape shaped by betrayal and anguish. The deeper we ventured, the fiercer the air crackled with the emotional energy of her wolf.
Finally, we arrived at the heart of the storm, a
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