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... its presence dragging silence across the newborn realm. Even the wind faltered, as though sound itself feared to exist beneath that gaze.
The abominations froze mid-motion, their half-formed bodies bowing deeper, shuddering like worshippers before their god. The rift rippled, its edges bleeding shadows that ate at the sky.
Aria’s voice broke first, soft yet sharp. "It is not storm, not trial, not intrusion. This is... recognition." Her wings trembled, not from fear, but from the ...
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