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... e dreamed beneath, the River sang through the valleys, and the Heart of Dawn watched with a steady, eternal gaze. Yet above it all, the sky stretched endlessly—vast, quiet, and heavy with forgotten storms.
Zara shaded her eyes as she looked upward. The clouds hovered motionless, their bellies swollen with unfallen rain. The air itself felt too still, as though the breath of the world had been paused mid-sigh.
“The River moves,” Damien said, scanning the horizon, “but the sky hasn ...
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