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... the kind that comes after a choice the world will never forget.
The burned market faded behind us like the end of a paragraph.
Ahead, the road stretched forward, paved by footsteps instead of city planning.Some turns existed only if I looked at them long enough.Some disappeared if I blinked.
Reality stayed pliable.Waiting for input.For narrative momentum.
For me.
The bookmark rested in my pocket like a tiny weight with massive gravity.
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