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... aring through her body like fire through paper. The next, she was standing in ’white’.
Not a room. Not exactly. Just... whiteness. Endless in all directions. No walls. No floor she could identify, though something solid existed beneath her feet. No ceiling, though the space felt enclosed.
She’d been here before.
Elara turned slowly, cataloging details with clinical precision despite the circumstances. Same featureless white expanse. Same sense of existing outside normal p ...
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