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... ough the field of pristine white flowers, his mind echoing again and again the same question since the moment he opened his eyes into this strange place.
His every step made a crushing sound, flattening the flowers — shaped like the wings of a fly — making a clear path for him.
The sky overhead was immaculately pale, with gentle clouds drifting leisurely across it, and a disk of dust-like sun hanging there, glowering on Emrys.
His face was crunched up in a tight frown, hi ...
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