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... right, at least...he thought he did. Yet underneath him, there was no ground.
There was only white.
Fog stretched endlessly in every direction, swallowing almost everything around him. It moved, even without wind, drifting in currents that seemed to breathe with him, or perhaps because of him.
Where am I?
"Luna?" he muttered. His voice echoed throughout the place before disappearing off into the distance.
Aren began to stand up, placing a hand onto his che ...
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