The Enchanters
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Last published Fri, Jun 2, 2023
I followed the lines and symbols with my finger, tracing their intricate paths until my gaze settled on a word etched at the bottom of the map. It stood out boldly amidst the cartographic intricacy, its meaning shrouded in mystery and possibility.
"Look," I whispered, pointing to the word underneath the map.
Seraphina's voice trembled with anticipation as she uttered the word "Lumineth...wait doesn't that mean illumination" with unwavering conviction. Instantly, the path on the map began to shimmer and glow, illuminating the way to a hidden place within the school.
Seraphina glanced at me, her eyes wide with a mix of awe and disbelief. "Aurelia, what the fuck did we just do?" she whispered.
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