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Intro. The stale airport air still clung to my uniform as I stepped onto the pristine, silent jet. This flight was different. It usually was when he was on board. Geli Telhilei. A name whispered with fear and respect in the same breath. My heart hammers against my ribs, a frantic bird trapped in a cage. But my smile is serene, my posture impeccable. I am Elara, the image of calm, even as the storm gathers around me.

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@Nora