Whispers Before the Moon

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…And then, with a final, enigmatic smile, he turned and melted into the crowd, leaving me standing at the city’s edge, my heart thrumming with a mixture of exhilaration and a fear I couldn’t quite name. The man from my dreams was real. And somehow, I knew, my world, once so small and predictable, had just become infinitely larger, and far more dangerous. The city’s embrace had been fleeting, but its echo, and the memory of Lyra’s touch, lingered, a promise and a warning.