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... s faded into stillness, and the molten skies cooled into ribbons of dim gold. In the heart of the Cradle, amid the black glass and ancient ash, the seed pulsed softly—its glow like a heartbeat waiting to begin.
Zara knelt before it, her fingers trembling as she reached out. The seed was small—no larger than a child’s heart—but it radiated warmth that felt older than time itself. “It’s alive,” she whispered. “But it’s not... just life. It’s everything.”
Damien stood beside her, hi ...
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