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Sixty-Eight
Caspian Fontaine I treaded through the forest, my merman eyes effortlessly adjusting to the encompassing darkness. Unlike the humans, our eyes, accustomed to the abyssal depths of the ocean, were well-adapted to these dimly lit surroundings. The secrets concealed in the shadows began to unfold as I ventured further, my aquatic heritage providing me with an advantage in this mystical forest. Desperation coursed through me with every step, the urgency fueled by my need to unravel the enigma that haunted Stella. Her distress echoed in my heart, urging me to find answers to the malevolent force that had ensnared her. It was a feeling of helplessness that spurred me onward, the merman within me yearning to offer solace to the human girl whose glow I cherished. Beside me, Lucas rode upon an e
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