Shadows of temptation
The night stretched on, heavy with an eerie silence that wrapped around the manor like a suffocating cloak. Despite Selene’s insistence that Elena rest, sleep was impossible. Every time she closed her eyes, she felt the dark tendrils of the Source creeping closer, pulling her deeper into its endless abyss. Elena sat up in bed, her heart pounding. She needed air, needed space, needed to escape the whispers that echoed in her mind. Quietly, so as not to wake Lucien, she slipped out of the room and down the darkened hallway. The manor was silent, but the weight of the battle still lingered in the air, like the ghost of a storm that had passed but left devastation in its wake. Elena made her way to the gardens, hoping the cool night air would clear her mind. As she stepped outside, she f
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