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... the surface.
Alex's gaze was steady, but his mind raced.
The [Golden Star Festival] was a mere six days away, and every moment felt like a countdown to disaster.
The vision haunted him: flames consuming the village, blood soaking the earth, and the lifeless bodies of those he cared for.
But Alex wasn't one to wait for fate to strike.
He needed answers.
"Anyway, let me tell you what I saw," Alex said, not planning on hiding anything as it was stupi ...
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