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... rhythm with their steps, and the sky shimmered with soft light that felt almost alive. Every breath they took carried a quiet music—one the child couldn’t hear with their ears, but felt deep in their chest.
They didn’t know it, but with each step, they were walking paths that had been shaped long ago—paths once touched by the traveler, by countless lives before them. The world itself remembered, not in words or monuments, but in the way sunlight fell through leaves, or how rivers curved ...
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