The moonlight filtered through the arched windows of the Blackwood archive chamber, casting long shadows across the ancient scrolls and tomes stacked high on wooden shelves. Selene stood at the center of the room, her hands trembling slightly as she held a worn leather-bound journal.
Her mother’s journal.
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