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... ision, soothing, gentle. Like the final light of day before the sun dipped below the horizon. He blinked slowly, his breath steady. A soft breeze brushed over his skin, carrying the scent of olives and honeyed air. There was peace in the atmosphere, but it felt... artificial. Constructed.
A voice cut through the haze, serene and commanding all at once.
"Akhon," it whispered. "Wake up, my son."
His eyes opened fully.
Standing above him, her black hair flowing with ...
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