Some monsters are made. Some are loved into something else. Aethra Valemora has always existed slightly outside time. Bound to ancient magic older than wandcraft itself, she remembers timelines that no longer exist — and feels the moments that refuse to be changed. When the most feared dark wizard in history recognizes her in the aftermath of a battle, she knows that one choice could rewrite everything. To prevent Tom Riddle from becoming Lord Voldemort, she must step into his past.

Smoke clung to the broken atrium like a shroud. Moonlight, pale and cold, filtered through the shattered dome overhead, catching on the glittering shards of marble that littered the floor. Frozen fountains stood as jagged, silent memorials. The air tasted of dust and ozone, and under it all, a low, restless hum—the echo of spent magic, or perhaps the warning thrum of magic yet to come.

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