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... glyph lines running across the clear, mirror-like ground in beautiful chaos. He felt at peace here. A sense of natural belonging, like he was nestled in his mother’s embrace. The whole place, from the cold clear ground beneath his feet, to the chilly air he breathed in through his nostrils, and most especially... that.
He stared longingly at the— would he call it a shard?— that floated right in the center of the expanse, all glyph lines leading toward it and from it at the same time. He ...
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