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The Whispering Lantern

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Capítulos 4
Tempo 14m

Leituras 6
Votos 0
Capítulos 4
Tempo 14m

There are places in the world where magic still breathes-quiet, hidden corners where the trees whisper secrets and the air shimmers with ancient memories. Most people pass by without noticing, their minds too full of ordinary thoughts to sense anything extraordinary.

But Lina Ashwhistle was not like most people.

Though she didn't know it yet, magic had been waiting for her-watching, listening, and gathering around her like a patient shadow. In the kingdom of Eldergrove, where enchanted forests brushed against sleepy villages, a single spark could change the fate of all who lived there.

And one night, in a dusty attic filled with forgotten relics and half-remembered dreams, Lina found the spark that would change everything: a lantern carved with runes that whispered her name.

From that moment on, destiny stirred.

The lantern would guide her into the heart of a long-buried secret, awaken powers she never imagined, and unravel truths that the oldest wizards feared to speak aloud.

This is the story of a girl chosen by a forgotten light-
a story of courage, magic, and the truth that can reshape a kingdom.Todos os Direitos Reservados

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