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... er as if in slow motion. The cold bit his skin like fangs, but he didn’t shiver. He didn’t even notice.
Because he couldn’t feel the cold.
Couldn’t think.
Not really.
His mind was fogged over, trapped in a waking dream. Every thought dulled, every instinct smothered beneath a strange, pulsing stillness. All he could hear was a whisper—quiet and thunderous at once- a voice that wasn’t quite a voice, echoing from somewhere far beneath his thoughts.
"Swim dee ...
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