Jalen stared at the tablet, then at the golden canopy above him. He thought of his notebook, the only relic of his mother, whose handwriting still lived on those pages. He thought of the small wooden amulet his sister gave him on their last birthday—a token of love and protection. The decision weighed heavily.
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