arrange this in proper format of chapter of light novel and be sure dont change any words as this is AI free "When Liora returns home, the sea breeze whispers to her like a troubled soul, carrying with it the salty scent of an unknown secret. His impressions traced winding paths in the sand, reflecting the stormy thoughts in his head. The weight of the ornament in the package reminded him of the past he was currently carrying.
When he returned to his short homestead, the cabin was a stark contrast to the inner circle of facts found at the lighthouse. Liora discreetly closed the entrance and leaned back, feeling the solid wood feel good against her. Seeing the books lined up and the violin resting on the chair, he saw the dramatization he had seen recently.
With the ornament and deck of cards sitting comfortably on the table, the house seemed to breathe unused conversation, as when the sounds of the past filled the conversation. As the night progressed, the shadows on the ground stretched and cast light from the fire that Liora had built to warm the cold night.
Breathing water, Riora sat at the table and held out the letters next to the confusing special necklace. Each letter could be a voice from the past, begging to be heard, its words filled with admiration, pity and fear of the slander that hangs like a dark cloud over Aiden and Serafina.
The letter caught Liora's attention. He quickly put together in case Aiden's hand was guided by the emotions bubbling up inside him. "Dear Seraphina, this witch is more in control than I thought. But there is a sadness in her that hinders our admiration..."
Liora wondered if the exterior of the wind was grounded. . Burned old bits and pieces, including an unusual voice for excessive chatter.
After exploring, Liora went to the window and looked at the night sky. The moon was a shining rock, shining with a scintillating luster that made the ocean glow like an extraordinary misty ghost. The night itself seemed to be holding its breath to fully reveal the privileged notions of the insulted special necklace.
Excellent, he turned to the warmth of the fire and continued reading the letter. Each word seemed to create a web of intimacy with him, drawing him into the precious mystery of Aiden and Seraphina. The more he reads, the closer he gets to that place of the past that approaches, whispers within the house sections.
Time passes and Liora is undisturbed by the past as she reconstructs it, and her ability to lead to understanding deepens. What began as a journey to peace and solitude turned into a long journey in shadows and moonlight.
Liora decided it was time to rest as her eyes were overwhelmed by the weight of the many truths she was about to reveal. She carefully took the cards and put them back in the special necklace. His fingers rested on the cold metal, feeling the intricate patterns carved into the surface.
Lying in bed, Liora seems to be listening to the heavy whisper of the wind, as if carrying a message between the past and the past. His dreams that night were filled with misty figures standing by the thunder of the sea, beckoning him to remember more and immerse himself in the atrocities of Aurora Cove. What are the morning facts? What stories have not been told? As he rested through the night, these questions hummed delicately in his head like songs from a bygone era.."