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... resh air as her vision was engulfed by a cloud of black fluff. Her hands rose to push it off, only to reveal a familiar face looking down at her with a warm smile.
“You’re finally awake. You were flailing in your sleep. Bad dream?”
It was Res. She sat beside her on the edge of an overhang. The pale stone beneath them was smooth, like marble. And beneath them was a sea that stretched until it met with the shadow of Act X’s floating palace of strings.
Joy’s hands stopped pu ...
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