Setting the scene…
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The Lunar Bloom
Once every century, the silver nightshades open. Whoever controls the bloom controls the fate of the realm.
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Previously
…The familiar outlines of the surrounding forest, usually a source of comfort, now seemed to hold a hidden menace. The world was about to change, and I, Elara, the quiet scholar, was somehow at its epicenter. The Silver Nightshade was about to bloom, and the Obsidian Hand was already stirring in the darkness. The question was no longer if I could ignore this, but how I could possibly face it. The path ahead was shrouded in mystery, fraught with peril, and I knew, with a certainty that chilled me to the bone, that my quiet life was over. The whisper of the Lunar Bloom had become a roar, and it was calling me out of the archives and into the heart of the coming storm.