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... f consciousness within her brain, computing the essence of reality and creating what should be referred as a miracle in the exchange of her 'lifeline'.
There, numerous tiny chunks of dirt began to rise and swirl before converging into a singular lump of bigger dirt.
The ball of dirt was carelessly floating above Verina's palm.
"This is dirt."
"I know."
"It has presence and weight. It is rotund, with no features, and no orientation." Verina's emotionless ey ...
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