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Cameron Bowen { The Bloodline Prophecy}

Chapter 3 The Bloodline's Burden

Word Count: 1071    |    Released on: 29/03/2025

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e: The Weigh

texts. Cameron sat alone on the edge of a weathered stone bench, hunched over, elbows resting on his knees, hands clenched together so tightly his knu

lity pressed down on him,

Bowen bloodline. A key to some

at had suddenly become his life. He shut his eyes, trying to grou

hey wiped out your bloodline. But

head like a curse, over

struggles had been paying rent on time, getting through the workday, deali

d of warrior? Some last hope agains

humorless laugh under h

ingers along the yellowed parchment of an ancient manuscript. The light from a small desk lamp illuminate

something reassuring about the way she worked, her mind moving through centuries-old

s what unsettle

ng like this? How do you come to terms with knowing

avy in his throat, r

oked away, exh

The Conv

ice broke t

need som

t impatient just a sim

s," he admitted. His voice was quieter now, more raw. "I mean... how do you just accept it? That I am some ki

o where he sat, her movements steady, deliberate. Then, instead of

them, but she didn't acknowledge it. She simply sat there,

ce quieter now, "I didn't a

ightly, looking at her out

acts that shouldn't even exist. I thought I understood the world better than most people." She exhaled through her nose

a stillness in th

you have no choice now. It's

against his temples. "I don't want this," he muttered.

ching him with careful eyes. "No one

peech, the one where someone tells him he's destined for this, t

dn't say a

him, her voice le

guy," she said. "You're the

is gaze forward again, stari

ce stretched

fted into the underground sanctuary. The world outside was st

she sat beside him wasn't confrontational, wasn't forceful it was just... present. A qu

sion in his shoulder

le fact that she wasn't pressuring him... but for the first time since

more than he w

he Moment

gainst the floor mad

ike a blade. His coat, now draped over one arm, had dried traces of blood from the ear

at either of them

d gruffly, his tone abrup

h, nodding once before pushi

gh her movements were less

forward, she fell i

l lingering in the air, but it

Something neither of th

t was

was g

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