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Part 2: “The Shadowed Kingdom”
Lyra was feeling confident in her newfound powers, but the rebels had more news for her. They told her that in order to fully harness her powers and restore magic to the kingdom, she needed to retrieve the five Elemental Stones.
By Aus tech3 years ago in Fiction
Part 1: “The Shadowed Kingdom”
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