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Gathering my thoughts, I drew in a deep breath, the anticipation making my palms sweat slightly. "Everyone, please, join me in the living room. There's much to discuss – both shadowed truths and glimmers of hope."
My parents, Antrodos with his characteristic stoicism slightly disturbed by the tone of my voice, and Laussinna with her friendly demeanor temporarily shadowed by concern, exchanged a quick, telling glance. That silent communication that seemed to convey more than words ever could.
As they settled into their thoughts, my mother, ever the graceful hostess despite the circumstances, turned her attention to Matterinna. "Matterinna, dear, could you please prepare some warm drinks? The air carries a chill, and I think we could all use some warmth."
