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... their own blood. It led them deeper than they had ever gone, through a new part of the island where the trees were darker, the air cooler, the golden light fainter but more concentrated in pockets - mossy stones, fungi that pulsed like breath, flowers that swayed without wind.
Hours passed in silence, broken only by soft gasps as new beauty revealed itself.
Then they reached it.
A clearing unlike any other, so round and perfect it seemed unnatural. At its center stood a ...
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