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She didn't play a royal anthem. She played the clumsy, wonderful melody she and her friends had written in their Sunny Bay hideout.
The glittering portal of Xioné shimmered, a tear in the very fabric of the Ephedian sky. On one side stood the quaint, Earthly town of Sunny Bay. On the other, the majestic, singing crystal spires of the palace of Ephedia.
One by one, the Ephedians stopped. They had heard magic before—the magic of gems, of spells, of crystals. But this was different. This was the messy, heartfelt rhythm of belonging.
She didn't play a royal anthem. She played the clumsy, wonderful melody she and her friends had written in their Sunny Bay hideout.
The glittering portal of Xioné shimmered, a tear in the very fabric of the Ephedian sky. On one side stood the quaint, Earthly town of Sunny Bay. On the other, the majestic, singing crystal spires of the palace of Ephedia.
One by one, the Ephedians stopped. They had heard magic before—the magic of gems, of spells, of crystals. But this was different. This was the messy, heartfelt rhythm of belonging.
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