Confidence
Night returned to the mountain temple. The sky above had deepened into dark blue, and the full moon slowly rose over the jagged peaks. Its light poured through the open ceiling, spilling across the ancient stone platform like liquid silver. Aria stood at the center again, practicing the movements Lyra had taught her. Her hands moved slowly through the air. Silver light followed every motion. Unlike before, the magic no longer burst out wildly. It flowed smoothly, bending and shaping with her thoughts. She lifted her hand. A thin ribbon of moonlight formed in the air. Then another. They circled around her like glowing threads dancing in the night. Nearby, Kael leaned against a pillar watching. “You’re getting good at that.” Aria didn’t look at him. “I know.” Kael smirked. “Co
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