Chapter Thirty-Five: The River Between Realms

The land beyond the veil shimmered with breathless stillness. No birdsong. No wind. Only the soft hum of power that seemed to rise from the roots of every tree.

They had crossed into Avalon.

And it remembered them.

Aibhilín Del Acqs stood among silver-barked apple trees, blossoms drifting like sn...

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