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Chapter 87: Echoes of the Past
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The mansion's library became our sanctuary, a place where the echoes of the past whispered secrets through the ancient texts and relics stored within its walls. Each book, each artifact, seemed to pulse with untold stories and forgotten wisdom. The amulet around my neck glowed faintly, its light growing stronger as we delved deeper into the labyrinth of history.Eleanor and I spread out the scrolls and books we had gathered, cross-referencing dates, names, and events. The more we read, the more intricate and interwoven the town's history and our family's role within it became. It was clear that Silverwood Falls had always been a focal point of supernatural activity, a battleground for forces beyond ordinary comprehension."Look at this," Eleanor said, pointing to a passage in an old, leather-bound tome. "It speaks of a convergence of celestial events—a time when the moon, stars, and earth align perfectly. This alignment can amplify magical abilities.""Could this be the lunar eclipse
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