The Amulet - Enchanted by the Unknown
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Eight-year-old Aeron lives in silence and shadow.
The stones whisper. The mist listens. And the amulet around his neck pulses like a secret heartbeat.
Then one day, he opens a book that should not exist-
and begins to remember things no child should remember.
Visions of fire. Of blood. Of a stranger's eyes that feel too familiar.
What if you didn't just carry a secret?
What if you were one?
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