Chapter 12
A Farewell of Light
As Leo speaks the name, the shadowy figure begins to transform. The darkness recedes, replaced by a soft, warm light. The spirit finds its peace and gracefully departs, leaving a sense of calm.
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The air thrummed with a strange, expectant hush. Leo stood at the edge of the whispering woods, his small hands balled into fists at his sides. The shadowy figure, no longer a formless dread but a being etched with profound sorrow, shimmered before him. It was a creature of twilight and forgotten tears, its presence a heavy cloak
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