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... ecame more obvious. It really was a path—narrow, simple, and pressed gently into the ground as if many small steps had once walked across it.
Fate stopped at the edge of it. "This doesn’t look natural."
"No," the Dreamer said. "The meadow didn’t make this by accident."
The path wasn’t made of stones or dirt. It was just grass that had grown shorter and smoother, forming a line that continued far ahead. It didn’t curve like the rest of the landscape. It went straight, almo ...
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