Chapter 315: One Hundred Years of Solitude
Many years later, as the sunlight fell upon the windowsill of the grayish-white stone tower, Altina Tidebreeze Ilutaviel would recall that distant morning when she first arrived in the human kingdoms, her heart brimming with hope.
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The early morning sun filtered through the gaps in the curtains, softly carpeting the wooden floor of the room.
Altina slowly opened her eyes, a hint of morning grogginess still lingering in her emerald gaze.
She rose from the bed, washed up methodically, and dressed neatly.
Finally, her gaze fell upon the wooden cabinet beside the washbasin, where an amulet was carefully placed.
It was a crescent moon pendant crafted from mithril, small and exquisite, its surface engraved with intricate and fine magic runes.
As her fingertips lightly touched it, the pendant emitted a soft glow, and a wave of warm power slowly enveloped her.
Altina closed her eyes, gently kissed the cool pendant, and whispered a prayer: