Veil's Edge: The Academy's Secret

The return to the Sanctuario de los Recuerdos felt different. The initial fear was still there, a prickling unease that settled on my skin like the humid night air, but it was tempered by a sense of grim determination. This time, we weren’t wandering lost in a maze of grief and unanswered questions. We had a purpose, a ritual to perform, and a chance to finally sever the connection that had haunted me since birth.

The wrought iron gates creaked open once more, their skeletal figures seeming less ominous now, more like silent witnesses to a necessary act. The scent of damp earth and decaying flowers was familiar, but tonight, it carried a hint of anticipation, a feeling that the very air held its breath.