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... he dark, not like salvation reaching out with eager hands.
It was slow. Deliberate.
A pulse, faint but insistent, pushing through the black in steady beats. A heartbeat. A signal. A whisper threading through the Hollow’s endless weight.
I ran toward it.
The stone beneath my feet finally stabilized, solidifying under each step, no longer shifting between textures, no longer questioning whether it wanted to exist. The air around me—if this place even had air—remaine ...
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