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... g, not dread, not awe, but the unmistakable sensation of being measured.
Like prey.
Or like possibility.
The echo-being’s form rippled, as if deciding which shape would unsettle him least. It settled on something vaguely humanoid, tall, lean, draped in threads of shadow that never stopped flowing.
Its voice came again, layered, fracturing, as if spoken by a hundred versions of Lindarion at once, some younger, some older, some harder, some broken.
"This pla ...
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