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Previously

…As Silas spoke, a sudden gust of wind, far stronger than any before, tore through the garden, whipping Elara’s hair around her face. It wasn't a chaotic wind, but one that seemed to swirl with purpose, as if acknowledging her fear, her confusion, and her nascent strength. The leaves on the ground danced around her feet, forming intricate patterns, and for a fleeting moment, Elara felt a surge of something powerful, something that hummed beneath her skin, a wild, untamed energy that resonated with the very air around her. It was terrifying, exhilarating, and undeniably hers. The quiet life of Elara, the orphan, was over. The whispers had found their voice.