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... ion’.
Not even the dead sky dared to breathe.
The GUIDE stood alone atop the last flickering shard of Dream-real estate—a trembling bubble of what once might have been a mountain or a memory. The structure shifted beneath his feet with every thought. Clouds drifted like regrets, and the light above pulsed dimly, as if ashamed to still exist.
Atlas’s body clung to him like wet silk.
Elegant. Human. Breaking.
The seams were fraying. He felt it in his spine, ...
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