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— Precept of the Third Tongue
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The chamber pulsed like a dying heart.
Tenebranth hovered above its pedestal—still, silent, impossible to ignore.
Yet no Veyra rippled from it.
It existed without echo.
And sitting beneath it, as if she had all the time in the world, was Serenya.
Black wings folded neatly behind her.
One golden eye watched.
The other—pale white—glowed faintly, as if tethered to another plane.
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