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... id not feel empty.
It felt unfinished.
Rai walked past the last informal marker—two strips of painted metal tied to a bent pole—signifying the end of coordinated zones. Beyond it, the land stretched outward in uneven layers: broken transit lines swallowed by dust, half-buried structures twisted by old rift pressure, and pockets of human habitation that existed more by stubbornness than design. The lattice inside him adjusted immediately, tightening its focus, shedding the ambient ...
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