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... , shattering into a rain of glass that wasn’t glass—shards of memory, shards of truth. Each one fell screaming, each one carrying voices that didn’t belong to now.
The system stuttered, static bleeding into its words.
[ Error. ][ Unauthorized thread binding detected. ][ Warning: Catastrophic interference in progress. ]
My grip tightened around Arjun’s fractured form. His ember-light flickered, pulsing in rhythm with my heartbeat, as if our lives had been tied together. ...
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