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... verflowed with impossible abundance. Trees heavy with ripe, gleaming fruit stretched skyward in defiance of the barren wasteland around them. A crystal-clear stream threaded through the lush grass, its surface shimmering like glass in the sun. In this scorched, godless desert, it looked like salvation carved from a dream.
To the parched, blistered trio, it was agony made beautiful.
Damien narrowed his eyes, suspicion gnawing at the edges of his hunger.
A voice in his skul ...
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