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... flooring of the secret chamber. The biopod cradle before him—moments ago cradling a strange sleeper—now lay empty, its bark-like shell slowly sealing in on itself as if embarrassed to be caught without its guest. The faint leaf he’d recovered glimmered in his palm, pulsing in and out with a weak emerald glow, a heartbeat that wasn’t his yet somehow echoed inside his chest.
He turned the leaf over, watching thin gold veins inside shimmer. What are you, really? A clue? A warning? The ques ...
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