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... breath the being took painted the air with color; each step drew ripples that taught the oceans how to dream. Forests bloomed where its curiosity lingered, and mountains bowed in quiet reverence as if recognizing an old friend reborn.
The Song did not guide, nor command—it simply danced alongside, a rhythm to walk with, a melody to return to.
The being reached out, touching a leaf that had just come into being. The leaf shimmered, then sighed, as though it, too, was remembering s ...
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