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... th a subtle rhythm, as if the ground itself had a heartbeat.
Vines rose in slow, serpentine waves, their tips curling like fingers testing the air.
Twisted trees leaned inward, their moss-wrapped roots shifting imperceptibly, their branches curving down like watchful eyes.
The glowing orange berry bushes, once inviting, now loomed taller, their violet leaves softer, hungrier, their light pulsing with an almost predatory intent.
The Abyss’s deceptive warmth hung he ...
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