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... t dragged him down, but something softer. A familiar dark. Warm at the edges. The distant roar of the Luofu, the burning green light of the Arbor, the weight of too many Paths pressing against each other — none of it followed him here.
He was lying on his back.
The surface beneath him was uneven, rough fabric stretched thin by time and use. A blanket. Ragged, patched in places, smelling faintly of dust and old detergent. The night air was cool against his cheeks. Somewhere nearby ...
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