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Chapter 90: The Spark of Hearthollow
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... hered stone bench outside The Spark in Hearthollow, the city's early morning air crisp with the scent of dew-soaked leaves and distant woodsmoke. The dawn sky was a soft pink, casting a gentle glow over the quiet streets, the lanterns from the venue still flickering faintly behind him. His guitar case rested at his feet, the leather strap's stars glinting in the light, a tether to his mom's pride. Hearthollow's blaze still glowed—Shatterpoint at seventy-one thousand listens, Flicker nearing sixt ...
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