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... ody slightly trembling—not in fear, but from the overwhelming sensations she felt inside the portal.
Her mind and body were wrapped in a lingering serenity, as if the sanctum's warmth still caressed her. And that image... that single golden, shimmering feather... it refused to leave her thoughts.
It was etched into her memory—deep, haunting, beautiful—as if it had always been there, waiting to be remembered.
It didn't feel like a vision or a dream... it felt real, like a ...
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