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... p> At first, it felt like progress. The meadow’s winding paths, the strange shifts in the flowers, the faint shimmering of magic in the air it all gave the illusion that they were moving forward, crossing distance, advancing through the Prism’s layers.
But after what felt like hours no, maybe more, maybe an entire day the realization set in.
They weren’t just walking forward.
The Prism was pulling them forward.
Time was strange here. There was no sun, no moon, no ...
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