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... as empty, eerily clean—no sign of life, but every tatami mat was swept, every teacup stacked as if waiting. The other was worse, half-collapsed and overgrown, but with fresh footprints in the snow that led in, never out.
We didn't linger.
By dusk the next day, we reached a mountain ridge that overlooked a narrow valley. Smoke should've risen from the town below—but nothing stirred. No color. No sound. Just a pale mist that clung to the rooftops like breath held too long.
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