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The perfect memories burst around Damon in blinding flashes—shards of light that dissolved into smoke before they could hit the ground. The floor lurched violently, rising and sinking like a living sea. Lira stumbled, grabbing Damon’s sleeve. Shadow and Ember circled them, snarling at shadows that weren’t shadows at all.
They were fragments of choices. Echoes of futures. Unborn possibilities trying to claw themselves into reality.
Perfect Damon lunged again.
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