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... e Loom’s discarded realities. The Echo Chamber of First Things was not empty space, but a swirling, chaotic vortex of unspooled causality, a maelstrom of possibilities that had never been. It was a sea of fractured mirrors, each one reflecting a different, abandoned universe, a different set of laws. Colors that had no name in Genesis swirled around them, screaming with a million silent voices. Sounds that were not sounds—the silent clang of a bell that was never rung, the echo of a laugh that w ...
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