The book lay on the stone table, its leather binding cracked with age, golden-edged pages catching what little light filtered through the basement’s single, dust-covered window. I hesitated before approaching it, stories of its power hanging in my mind like cobwebs in the corners of the room. When I finally opened it, the air shifted. […]
The Blind Seer
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