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... ough her raven hair, nor the subtle lines etched around her eyes like scars from witnessing too much. It was the weight—not physical, but something deeper. The accumulated gravity of ten thousand decisions, each one rippling through dimensions she’d helped birth.
She stood before the obsidian mirror in her sanctum, studying the reflection of a woman who had outlived gods and watched universes take their first breaths. At forty-three, she looked sixty. At sixty, she would look ancient. Th ...
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