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Zelayah couldn't sleep.
The newly revealed line of the prophecy-"When the moon bears its second shadow, the bloodborn shall claim her crown"-echoed through her thoughts like a chime struck endlessly in a cavern. She paced the narrow confines of her borrowed room in the Westpine lodge, the night air cool against her bare arms. Outside, the moon hun