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... mere figure of speech, or the uncanniness of gazing into the unknown.
Rather, she felt as though something within stared back. Something familiar that she couldn’t put her finger on. The overwhelming sense of familiarity was shared with the disembodied Nav, who could not describe the sensation it felt within its presence.
The Site Core must have originated from the old world. Nothing could convince her otherwise. But if it was created by the Ateliers, then who had the knowledge o ...
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