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Chapter 1

CHAPTER 1

The salt-laced wind carried the stench of decay, a grim herald of the rot consuming the western lands.

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Kaelen gripped the cold obsidian of the divination orb, its surface rippling with the same sickly green light that bled from the sky. The whispers of the encroaching blight, a parasitic fungal bloom, were no longer confined to the remote villages. They slithered into the very stones of the citadel, a chilling testament to his failure. His sister, the Queen, had trusted him with the ancient wards, and he had let them wither. Now, the kingdom teetered on the precipice, and the only hope lay in the forbidden arts he’d sworn to abandon.

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