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The Unchosen Gift
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…Elara met his gaze, her heart pounding. The fear was still there, a cold knot in her stomach, but it was now overshadowed by a fierce, burning resolve. She looked at the artifacts, no longer just relics, but extensions of her own being. She felt the world’s magic thrumming within her, a symphony she was finally learning to conduct. She was no longer just Elara, the orphan girl. She was Elara, the wielder of the unchosen gift. And she was ready.