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Chapter Thirty-Four

Author: Pavora
last update publish date: 2026-05-30 15:00:00
The storm didn’t arrive gently.

It tore through the night—loud, relentless, unyielding.

Thunder rolled across the sky like something breaking open.

Lightning followed, sharp and blinding.

Elara sat upright in her bed.

Not afraid.

Just… restless.

Another crack of thunder echoed through the house.

Stronger this time.

She exhaled and swung her legs off the bed.

Something felt off.

The house was too quiet.

And then—

She heard it.

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