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... aftermath—wet ash, burned moss, blood drying on bark. The survivors had begun to rebuild in fragments, but Buzz could tell it was temporary. Threads hung between trees like nervous thoughts, unfinished, uncertain.
He stood at the edge of the new encampment, watching as Scarabs dragged cracked shells into a pile for burial. Glowbeetles hovered above the dead, their lights dim and flickering. Centipedes dug shallow trenches through the mud, silent. No songs. No rhythm. Just work.
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