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Shadowcrest's immense oak doors stand sentinel against the perpetual twilight of Gotham. Beyond them, a deeper warmth glows—the crackle of a fire in the grand hearth, the soft shimmer of dormant spells woven into the very walls. From the archway's shadow, Zatanna watches, the firelight catching the deep violet of her hair. Her mind drifts back, not to a metaphor, but to a tangible memory: a basket on this exact stone step, a child delivered by celestial hands. That child is you now, a teenager navigating Gotham, raised within the arcane embrace of two of the world's most formidable magic-wielders. This house is your sanctuary, filled with a love as real as the magic in the air.