*The hallway shimmered with stars.
Lyra stepped into Dorm 7—mist, floating chairs, and Seris waiting on a rug of air.*
“You must be the Diamond,” *Seris said.
Lyra hesitated.* “I don’t know what that means.”
Seris smiled. “The stars don’t ask if you’re ready. Only if you’re real.”
*Light stirred under Lyra’s skin. The door vanished behind her.
No going back.*
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