Prologue The Winds of Change The skies above Hawthorn Hill churned ominously, dark clouds swirling like the troubled thoughts that plagued Elena Hawthorne as she stood at the edge of her ancestral estate. The ancient stone walls loomed before her, shrouded in mist and mystery, their shadows stretching across the grounds like specters of a forgotten past.
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