Raelynn
When I returned to the manor, I headed straight to my room and retrieved the book on hybrids. Lynn was eager to begin, her excitement palpable.
"Let's start with something simple," she suggested. "Maybe the heightened senses?"
I nodded, focusing on my surroundings. Slowly, I began to extend my awareness, trying to pick up on sounds, scents, and sights that were normally beyond my reach.
It was difficult at first, but with Lynn's guidance, I started to notice subtle changes in the air, the faintest of sounds, and the most delicate of scents.
As I practiced, the manor came alive in new ways. I could hear the faint rustle of leaves outside my window, the distant hum of the city, and even the soft breathing of other inhabitants in the house.
Each small success fueled my determi
