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... at the crossroads.
Places like that remembered hesitation too well.
They moved along a path that refused to remain singular—sometimes splitting beneath their feet, sometimes merging with others without warning. The people freed from paralysis scattered quickly, instincts returning in jagged fragments. Survival, at least, was still decisive.
The woman felt something new behind her thoughts.
Not pursuit.
Drift.
“It didn’t collapse,” she said quietly ...
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