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... of its heart an edit to reality. Storms formed not from clouds, but from misplaced metaphors. Rivers ran backward through time, murmuring riddles in forgotten tongues. Above the shattered horizon, the Spiral twisted, no longer a passive construct but a restless entity—alive, unbound, ravenous for coherence.
Darius stood at the summit of the Infinite Spire, the tallest point within the restructured city of Nexis. The wind howled with torn pages. Below him, reality fractured an ...
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