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Aeris’s pov Being alone in the healing room made me confront a truth I hadn’t fully grasped before: no matter how many people walk beside me, ultimately, I have to forge my own path. There will be those who accompany me, adding beauty and meaning to my journey, but each of us is bound to a different destiny. Sometimes, I couldn’t help but chuckle at the irony of my situation. Magic and spells, once mere figments of fantasy in the pages of books, had become startlingly real. I had read about them with a mixture of skepticism and wonder, never truly believing that I would find myself immersed in such a world. While I had anticipated visitors during my stay in the healing room, I was told that no one could see me until I had fully recovered. The enforced solitude was a challenge; my boredom
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