The Passion of Lidya Bonifay

Wind. For those proficient in witchcraft, the shifting torrents of air that swept across the Kingdom of Malakanth were more than mere weather—they were tools. From the wildest grassland tempest to the gentlest shoreline breeze, each gust and gale carried a story. A skilled witch, attuned to the whispers of the wind, could hear the…

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