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... pulsating twilight. Only the sphere of threads hovering above them remained bright—glowing with impossible colors that shifted faster than thought, faster than breath. It had weight without substance, gravity without form.
It was alive.
Lumen stepped closer, their silver eyes reflecting the swirling lattice. “The Weave... it’s aware of us.”
Erian nodded slowly. “No. Not us. The Root.”
The tiny being floated forward, its gray glow trembling like a candle in a windl ...
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