Elara's mind raced with a whirlwind of confusion. Magic, royalty, elemental control—it was all too much to comprehend. She struggled to reconcile the fantastical revelations with the ordinary life she had known.
As Marina's words sank in, Elara felt a sense of displacement wash over her. She had always felt like an outsider, but now, faced with the truth of her heritage, she couldn't shake the feeling of being adrift in an unfamiliar world.
The implications of her newfound identity weighed heavily on her. What did it mean to be the "special child"? How was she supposed to navigate this new reality, torn between two worlds?
Despite the evidence before her eyes, Elara couldn't shake the lingering doubt gnawing at her mind. Was this all just a dream, a figment of her imagination? Or worse, a cruel trick orchestrated by fate?
