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... . It didn’t resist. It pulsed gently, like it recognized his touch - not as an intruder, but as a familiar echo. He glanced at Lucy beside him, her golden-flecked eyes steady, a soft smile tugging at her lips. She nodded once, fingers tightening around his. He turned, taking in the circle of his wives. Twelve faces he had come to know as deeply as his own soul. Each radiant in their own right. Each waiting.
Behind them, the dreamers watched, silent and breathless, as if sensing the weigh ...
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