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... ass touched by morning light.
But instead of returning to the world they knew, Erian, Marra, and Tovin found themselves drifting through a realm woven of threads—thin strands of gold, silver, shadow, and ember, stretching in every direction like a cosmic loom.
The air felt weightless, yet every movement carried weight. Every breath plucked at the strands, sending ripples through unseen depths.
“Where are we now?” Marra whispered.
Tovin reached for a string of pale ...
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