The Girl Who Walked Between Worlds
Liora had always felt the world around her was slightly askew. Born in the tranquil village of Kelmere, where the river gleamed like molten silver under the sun and the forest whispered secrets in the night, she never quite belonged. While other children laughed and played among the fields or learned the trades of their families, Liora wandered. She traced her fingers along the mossy bark of ancient trees, spoke softly to birds as though they understood her, and watched the stars with a devotion that made the elders murmur quietly in suspicion.
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