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... t terrifying—just quiet. Peaceful. He felt... small. Lighter. And when he opened his eyes, he wasn’t standing in the Hollow, nor among the whispering stone walls of the Nullcarvers.
He was in a hut.
A tiny, thatched-roof hut lined with dried herbs, wooden utensils, and old faded tapestries that fluttered in a breeze that carried the scent of warm bread and mountain air. In front of him, a woman with hazel eyes and dark ash colored hair was bent over a pot, humming a lullaby.
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