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... the cold railing, leaning forward as the wind brushed past his face. Beneath the ship, the world stretched endlessly—smaller now, distant, as if it belonged to someone else.
Carac was gone. Not merely out of sight, but truly left behind, fading like a city swallowed by fog, its lights dissolving into memory rather than distance.
In its place, scattered lights dotted the land below. Small clusters marked isolated houses, faint and fragile. Farther away, larger constellations revea ...
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