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The morning light spills into my room like melted gold. The air hums with the kind of excitement you can almost taste — laughter echoing from the courtyards, bells ringing in the distance, and the faint smell of sweet smoke drifting through the windows.176Please respect copyright.PENANAgSH1FK5KtJ
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Outside, servants rush around hanging purple banners and garlands of blue lilies. Musicians tune their harps, and someone’s arguing about where to put the fireworks. The whole palace feels alive.176Please respect copyright.PENANAVzgo0flqqr
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It’s Witch’s Festival Day.176Please respect copyright.PENANA6sWaCNynlT
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I’ve never seen anything like it — at least, not that I remember. (Then again, my memory is a pretty suspicious blank, so that’s not saying much.)176Please respect copyright.PENANAedmmI4vM9d
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Clara walks in without knocking — because of course she does — wearing a pale lavender gown and a perfectly practiced smile. “You should be getting ready,” she says. “The whole kingdom wants to see the princess returned.”176Please respect copyright.PENANA5kRD319LmR
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“Returned from where exactly?” I ask, sitting up. “Kidnapping? The afterlife? A badly coded mobile game?”176Please respect copyright.PENANAXnTdyDsByf
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Her smile flickers. “You really don’t remember anything, do you?”176Please respect copyright.PENANAFPHKpYNYNY
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“Not a byte,” I say.176Please respect copyright.PENANAaXP7hL9boO
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She sighs — that elegant, exhausted sigh people do when they’re trying not to strangle you. Then she sits beside me on the bed.176Please respect copyright.PENANAKSZ52ArLMo
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“Today’s the Witch’s Festival,” she says softly. “We celebrate the day the darkness ended.”176Please respect copyright.PENANAoKTcFHnkHv
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I tilt my head. “Okay, sounds uplifting. Continue.”176Please respect copyright.PENANAZNfpa5YKjd
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Clara folds her hands in her lap, eyes distant. “Long ago — centuries before us — there was a war between humans and demons. The Demon King, Diablo, rose from the abyss and declared the age of man over.”176Please respect copyright.PENANAXgLZnidZje
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“Diablo,” I repeat. “Subtle name choice.”176Please respect copyright.PENANAisbwCenP4F
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She ignores me. “The world was drowning in chaos. Then came her — the Witch of Darkness. Some say she was human. Some say she wasn’t anything at all.”176Please respect copyright.PENANATzYutIh0zc
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“Sounds like the type to skip brunch invites,” I murmur.176Please respect copyright.PENANA1uRlUf2gau
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Clara glances at me but continues, voice lowering. “She was powerful enough to rival gods themselves. And yet… she chose to end it. She sacrificed her soul to seal Diablo forever. The war ended, but so did she.”176Please respect copyright.PENANAvFbMpHX2md
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There’s a beat of silence. The air feels heavier somehow.176Please respect copyright.PENANAvksgb0RlnS
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I lean back, pretending to be casual. “So… you throw a festival for a witch who died saving everyone?”176Please respect copyright.PENANAB5uwml4gX0
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“Yes,” Clara says, looking toward the window. “To remember her. And to remind ourselves that even light can be born from darkness.”176Please respect copyright.PENANANVi6iomxwG
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Her tone softens, and for a second — just one — she looks genuinely sad.176Please respect copyright.PENANAf2LaZnCI2b
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Then it’s gone. The mask slips back into place.176Please respect copyright.PENANA90OzVJ6zOo
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“Get dressed, Ariana,” she says, standing up. “The people are waiting.”176Please respect copyright.PENANAQu3R9K3jwp
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I watch her leave, the silk of her gown whispering against the floor.176Please respect copyright.PENANAkXln6aRRE9
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The Witch of Darkness, huh?176Please respect copyright.PENANA4e4lYsRFg0
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A sacrifice that ended a war.176Please respect copyright.PENANAaC38pjTzis
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I stare at my reflection in the mirror — at Ariana’s face — and a strange chill runs down my spine.176Please respect copyright.PENANAJjgZta2dlX
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“Great,” I mutter. “History lesson with ominous foreshadowing. Love that.”
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