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Sometimes, people realize they’re dreaming.
For Astrid Rosefall, it always happened at the same moment—right before the worst part.
She was standing in the Bottom of the Labyrinth, an ancient ruin lost to time, where the walls wept shadows and the air trembled with sorrow. The silence was thick, pressing on her ears like cotton soaked in regret.
Her father lay before her.
The light dimmed, as if the world itself refused ...
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