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On the Path of Eternal Strength. - Chapter 11 - 10 Seeds That No Longer Fear to Germinate
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... beginning to transform.
Narka remained still, with his legs rooted in the earth like roots that hesitated whether to grow or resist. His eyes stayed closed. Not out of weakness, but for something deeper: for having chosen to be a witness from silence. From the absence of ego. From the fissure left by having wanted to belong... and not being able to.
The Valley listened. Not with ears. With cracks. And in each one, something pulsed. Not like a heart. Like a judgment.
The b ...
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