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Chapter 61: Echoes of the Past

Lyra's POV

The acrid stench of smoke and char assaults my nostrils as I stumble through the primordial forest, my lungs burning with each ragged breath. Elara's hand is clasped tightly in mine, our fingers intertwined in a desperate grip that speaks volumes about our current predicament. Gone is the animosity that defined our relationship for so long; in this savage world, we only have each other.

"We need to find shelter," I pant, scanning the dense foliage for any sign of refuge. The distant howls of creatures I dare not imagine send shivers down my spine.

Elara nods, her once-perfect hair matted with mud and leaves. "There," she points, her voice hoarse from dehydration. In the fading light, I spot a rocky outcropping that might offer some protection.

As we scramble towards it, my mind drifts to how we ended up here, thrust back in time to the dawn of our kind. Asher's spell, meant to contain the chaos unleashed by Elara's machinations, had backfired spectacularly. Now, we're trappe
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