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Chapter 65: The Price of Power

Lyra's POV

The cosmic event unfolds before us, a swirling maelstrom of time and space that both terrifies and mesmerizes. Ethereal tendrils of energy reach out, beckoning us closer. I feel Elara's hand trembling in mine, her usual bravado crumbling in the face of such raw, primordial power.

"We have to do this together," I shout over the deafening roar of colliding realities. "It's the only way!"

Elara nods, her eyes wide with a mixture of fear and determination. We step forward in unison, our grandmother's words echoing in our minds: "Embrace your true nature. You are the bridge between worlds."

As we approach the cosmic vortex, I feel a surge of power unlike anything I've ever experienced. It's as if every cell in my body is awakening, remembering an ancient heritage long forgotten. The wolf within me howls in exultation, while something else – something older and far more potent – unfurls like the petals of a night-blooming flower.

Fae magic. The birthright we never knew we possess
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