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... ng more fragile—light itself, drawn thin and stretched across the abyss like a thread that could snap beneath their weight.
Each step they took left ripples spreading outward, like walking across water that remembered every motion.
The storm towered ahead of them, its fractured column collapsing and reforming in endless spasms. At its heart, the shard spun slowly, bleeding silver, violet, and gold light in steady pulses. Every turn of it seemed to drag the Fork tighter, as though ...
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