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Not stripped away. Not destroyed. It simply ceased offering instructions.
They noticed it after the tower fell.
Not the collapse itself—but the waiting afterward. Someone looked at the rubble as if expecting a lesson to surface. A warning. A metaphor. Something that explained what this meant.
Nothing arrived.
The woman felt the absence like a quiet room after an argument that never happened. The familiar urge—to translate events into purpose—rose automatic ...
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