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... een path that seems to require Ling to still have her face scrunched so.
And the closer we get to one, easily larger than a house, the more wary I feel.
It thrums. It pulses. Echoes.
The hairs on back and neck rise, reminding me of my place here. Contained. Subdued.
Something in me rises against it. And I draw my eyes over to the runic scriptures coiled around its circumference.
But my eyes and mind feel like they are being seared and I suddenly hear Ling ...
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