The rain hammered down on the rooftops of Amara City, its rhythmic drumbeat echoing through the narrow alleys. Inside a cluttered attic, Liora Kael brushed dust off an old leather journal. The faint scent of parchment and ink triggered a flood of memories—her father's voice, warm and steady, as he spoke of faraway lands and impossible discoveries.
"This is it, Dad," she whispered, flipping through the pages. Her heart raced as she uncovered a folded map, its edges frayed with time. A single name stood out, written in her father's bold hand: The Shattered Star.
"What are you doing up here?" Elias's voice startled her. He stood at the doorway, his goggles pushed up on his forehead, his curious eyes scanning the mess. "Don't tell me you're chasing another one of his myths."
Liora held up the map, her eyes blazing with determination. "It's not a myth. It's real, and I'm going to find it."
Elias sighed, stepping closer. "You're going to need more than a dream, Liora. You'll need help."
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