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... shold of the anomaly.
Not a gust. Not a storm. A reversal—as though time exhaled and the world held its breath.
Before them stood the Reflective Library.
It was no building. It had no doors, no spires, no welcoming windows. It was a vast, pulsating shape—part cathedral, part living mirror—hovering inches above cracked obsidian ground. Its skin shimmered like mercury in agony, reflecting thoughts before they were born, echoing names that ha ...
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