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... time since the fall, there was no sound—no wind, no pulse, no echo. Just silence so thick it felt alive.
Zara stirred weakly in Damien’s arms. Her glow had dimmed to a pale shimmer, the rhythm of her pulse uneven. The newborn light floated near her shoulder, flickering like a candle caught in unseen tides. Beneath their feet, the ground was cracked but still—sealed, yet trembling faintly as though something vast and waiting breathed below.
“Did we win?” Zara whispered.
Da ...
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