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... asin with every hidden gaze on him.
The fog below was thicker than it had looked from above, not because it was natural mist, but because the nexus bled old pressure in slow breaths through cracked vents and broken transit conduits. Blue-white light leaked through the haze in thin floating strands while deeper beneath it a dull red pulse still moved through buried route logic that had not fully died with the Reclaimers. The whole place felt like a city trying very hard to pretend it was ...
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