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Fade sat motionless in the dark, legs crossed, spine straight, hands resting on his knees. The Pale Sage’s form remained unmoving behind him—like a statue of silence, carved from time itself.
It had been days.
Or maybe hours.
Time refused to be linear here.
His thoughts swam in a slow spiral, not chaotic—but vast. Within that spiral, two presences circled each other. Not beings. Not voices.
Systems.
Chemosense.
The ...
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