The Chronicle of the Unseen Realms

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…With that, the figure seemed to dissolve, not into thin air, but into the very shadows of the room, leaving behind only the lingering scent of ozone and a profound sense of foreboding. Elara stood, her legs trembling, and walked to the cradle. She gently stroked Kaelen’s impossibly soft hair, her mind a whirlwind of fear and resolve. The quiet life she had built was no more. The frost-kissed foundling had brought with him a storm, a storm that threatened to engulf not only her secluded world, but realms she had only ever read about in hushed, forbidden whispers. The quest, she knew with a certainty that chilled her to the bone, had already begun.