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WHAT SELMIRA KEEPS
Author: Agire
last update2026-06-10 21:44:54

Caelion POV

Caelion returns to the celestial realm through the in-between with Vehra now bound to his movements.

— a slow, consuming passage that leaves no trace behind. Unlike his usual shadow jumps!

This movement feels endless, as though space itself is folding rather than breaking.

When they emerge near the archive wing, Vehra compresses into a low, unreadable presence at Caelion’s side.

I enter as Lioren once again, using a simple retrieval scroll as cover.

“The archive is unusually quiet
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