The Brewing Storm

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As the days passed, the tension between Faye, Calista, and Kieran only escalated. Calista's attacks grew more subtle but more vicious—little hexes that caused her potions to explode, whispered insults that followed her through the hallways. But Faye refused to back down.

There was something inside her, something dormant but powerful, that gave her strength. She could feel it more and more each day—a presence beneath her skin, a hum of energy that was growing louder, stronger, though she didn't yet understand it. She clutched the silver key her mother had left her, certain that the answers lay within it.

But then there was Kieran, always there, watching, taunting, warning. He was both her adversary and her protector, though she wasn't sure which side of him she trusted more. His words haunted her, his presence unsettling her in ways she couldn't explain. And though she knew she should keep her distance, she couldn't help the way her heart raced whenever he was near.

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