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... tars shimmered like thoughts adrift, the Sky breathed in quiet rhythm, and the River carried silver reflections toward horizons unseen. For the first time since creation began, the world rested. Yet in that stillness—where silence kissed the edge of existence—something new began to stir.
Zara woke before dawn, startled by a whisper not made of sound but of feeling. Her vision shimmered, and for a heartbeat, she saw another version of herself standing across the water—faint, luminous, dre ...
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