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Its trees grew in bent spirals, bark peeled and stitched with string, their roots tangled with the ribs of forgotten beasts. The mist that coiled through the air was not moisture, but the breath of once-living lungs crushed into vapor and ritual smoke. No birds sang here. Only the click of bone-thread wind chimes hanging from hollowed branches.
Rin stepped into the forest with a calm forged from silence.
Behind him, the death-flame of his Ego still flickered—a residu ...
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