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... he one that comes before fire answers everything."
— Lyra, Final Testament of the Unwritten Flame
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Lyra rose from the rubble.
Blood ran down her face.
Her shoulder was dislocated.
Tenebranth buzzed in her hand, its edge flickering—uncertain.
Vellamira stood at the top of the fractured throne steps, her body splitting with light.
The Crown still held—but it was fractured, leaking threads of command like steam from a dying god.
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