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Silvermist Evermore never belonged. Born to unloving parents and cast aside, she had long accepted that life would never offer her warmth—until she was chosen as an apprentice at Moonstone Academy, a place where magic breathes and fate is written in the stars.

But her arrival comes with a price. In an act of betrayal and manipulation, Silvermist shatters Frost's staff, the formidable Winter Guardian, unraveling a secret that should have remained buried.

 Now, bound by an ancient rule, she must take its place—not as a mere apprentice, but as something far more dangerous: Frost’s human staff, the living embodiment of his power.

As Silvermist struggles to navigate the treacherous halls of her reality, a shadow began appearing to her, feeding her magic she was never meant to wield. Hunted by those who seek to use her, Silvermist must uncover the truth behind her own existence before she loses herself to the very storm she was forced to face.

Can she survive the weight of Winter, or will she be the final snowfall that buries them all?

FROST

Silvermist, Levi, and Cullen waited in silence inside the chamber where they had been summoned earlier.

Though the three figures of authority—Cloud, East, and Sun—had already departed, the residual echo of their presence still clung to the air like a phantom mist.

The chamber is vast and cavernous, filled with an ethereal stillness that never quite settled.

The floating orbs overhead pulsed gently with blue-white light, casting shadows that danced along the floor like spirits of knowledge long past.

The architecture was reminiscent of the ancient inner sanctums of the Academy: circular in structure, with domed ceilings and walls entirely lined with towering bookshelves that climbed to impossible heights.

We Were Written