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... nity of a pulse that needs no watchmen. The lamps in the central hallway filtered a pale light that mingled with the faint glow of the moon, casting long shadows on the marble floor. There was no trace of the previous day: no sound of the sea, no voices from the school, no light breathing from Valentina behind the closed door. Only a vast, almost human silence sustained the structure of the house, as if the air itself had learned to respect it.
Sebastián stopped in front of the main wind ...
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