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... g before his mind caught up to the horror. The floating formations above hummed their gentle tune, jade shelves gleamed in the afternoon sun, and everything was exactly as it had been two days ago.
Again.
"No, no, no," he whispered, pressing his palms against his temples. The memories crashed over him like a tide: Little Bloom's desperate cries, the ancient oak burning alive, Feng Zhaoyang simply ceasing to exist. All of it real. All of it happening again.
This was the th ...
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