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... at is that?" Carl asked, his voice a strained whisper, filled with shock and awe.
They had reached the source of the Titan’s pilgrimage. Before them, atop a small, five-meter-high earth hill, was the object of the hunt: a brilliant, glowing white flower, reminiscent of a Ghost Orchid. At the heart of its luminous petals was a pulsing, translucent Red Cocoon. Mirabella could clearly distinguish the faint, sleeping silhouette of a person curled within the dense material.
"So, tha ...
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