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20. Ancient Prophecies
As the alliance between the Silverwood Pack and the Bloodmoon Pack continued to strengthen, Adrian and Elara, separated by duty but still bound by a shared purpose, delved deeper into their quest to decipher the ancient prophecies that had haunted their town for centuries. In a dimly lit room within the packhouse, Adrian and Elara sat surrounded by ancient scrolls, tomes, and maps. The air was thick with anticipation as they sought answers hidden within the cryptic writings of their ancestors. Adrian's fingers traced the lines of an old parchment, his emerald eyes fixed on the archaic symbols. "These prophecies have always been shrouded in mystery. We must find a way to unlock their meaning." Elara nodded, her hazel eyes reflecting determination. "There must be clues here, Adrian, hints
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