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The one-eyed cat stared at me, its golden eye gleaming and its voice echoing in my mind. “You’ve been waiting,” it said. “For the call. For the path.”

I froze, . “I’m no wizard,” I whispered. “I’m just… me.”

The cat’s tail flicked. “And yet, the runes awaken for you. Have you never wondered why?”

I glanced at the glowing runes behind me, their heat pulsing like a heartbeat. They’d always felt like a message meant for me, but I’d never dared to ask why.

“The wizards,” hesitantly. “They cast a spell not to use magic. If they gave it up, why does it matter now?”

The cat’s eye brightened. “Because magic cannot be erased, only restrained. And you are the crack in that restraint.”

A longing to know. The life I’d known—fields, cattle, suddenly felt , like a distant fading dream.

“Follow me,” Said the cat, turning toward the glowing path. “ the time has come. There is no turning back.”

I hesitated, but then stepped forward. The world seemed to shift around me—the air thicker, colors deeper. The hum of the runes filled the air, pulling me forward.

The runes had spoken, and I had answered. Whatever lay ahead, I couldn’t turn back.

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