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Just the sound of everything tearing at once—time, memory, place.
Threadlight erupted in all directions, distorting space into coils of vibrating color. The structure of the illusion buckled—rooms colliding, doors imploding, the ceiling unraveling like ribbon pulled from an unwritten story. Each pulse shook my ribs, and each moment came undone faster than I could comprehend.
Clara stood in the center of it.
Not stable.
Not whole.
Just standing.
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