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CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE: THE VALLEY OF SHADOWS
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2026-07-17 17:32:20The garden felt different today.
Celeste sat alone on the soft grass of the flower bed, the winter roses blooming in defiant silver clusters around her. It's getting very cold. In Ravencrest.
Seraphine had suggested she practice by herself this time. A test of control, a way to trust her own power without t
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