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... e way a living thing startles, but in the way a line of text blinks when the code beneath it frays.
It was walking beside her one moment—small feet sinking into the moss-woven floor—and then its form split, staggered, replayed itself. A boy, his face lit with some impossible dawn. A beast, jaw too wide for its skull, fur spiraling into script. And then—nothing at all, an absence so clean it hurt to look at.
Each form lasted only the space of a breath. Sometimes less. Sometimes to ...
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