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... he edge of the clearing, leaving Kai behind beneath the night sky.
He should have felt satisfaction. The boy had broken through; finally aligned mind, body, and breath into something worthy of that next stage. And yet, his hand still trembled.
He curled his fingers into a loose fist, hiding the shake in the sleeve of his robe.
Kai had caught his wrist.
That gentle, resolved grasp had sparked something deeper. A memory. One he had buried beneath a thousand meditati ...
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