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Author: Ivana Jameson
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The morning was unusually quiet, a heavy stillness in the air that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand on edge. I sat in the library, surrounded by books and scrolls, my fingers trailing over faded ink as I searched for anything that could help us. Each word I read felt like a dead end. My frustration grew as hours ticked by, the answers I sought remaining just out of reach.

Jake had gone back to the war room, strategizing with his warriors on how to deal with the creatures. Fatima was out gathering intel, her determination a mirror of my own. And me? I felt stuck, drowning in a sea of knowledge that refused to yield the answers I needed.

I slammed the book shut and leaned back in my chair, rubbing my temples. “Come on, Prisca,” I muttered to myself. “Think. There has to be something you’re missing.”

A soft knock at the door startled me. I turned, half expecting Jake or Fatima, but instead, there stood a woman I had never seen before.

Her presence was striking. She had
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