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... en mid-flight. Their wings still beat the air, caught in the rhythm of defiance that no longer mattered. Their eyes wide with confusion, rage, and fear—expressions that now belonged to statues carved from time itself.
Atlas stood atop one such beast, its scales still warm beneath his boots, its body straining against invisible laws it could no longer resist. His breath came ragged. His heart pounded like war drums trying to remember peace.
He turned slowly to Aurora, who hovered ...
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