Chapter 27 Between Realms and Reasons

The spirit realm was nothing like Amelia imagined. It was too quiet. The kind of silence that pressed against the skin, soft but suffocating. Mists curled like whispers, memories lingering in the air like perfume.

Eliot stood beside her, his hand gently guiding hers as they walked through the astral corridor created from her own bloodline.

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