Setting the scene…
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Misborn
A story of identity, buried truths, forbidden choices, and the terrifying cost of discovering who you really are.
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…Then she felt it. A warmth spreading from her chest, the same pull she'd felt at the left door. It wasn't coming from the room. It was coming from the locket. She looked down. The spiral on the locket was glowing, a faint blue light that pulsed like a heartbeat. Her mother saw it too. Her eyes widened. "Quen, no. Don't." But it was too late. The glow intensified, and the room began to shake. Dust fell from the ceiling, and the candle flickered out. The man shouted something, but Quen couldn't hear him over the roar that filled her ears. The floor beneath her feet gave way.