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... m. The mountain peak, once capped with eternal ice and shrouded in violet clouds, was now exposed to the raw, grey sunlight of the Silverwood sky.
The silence was absolute. It was the heavy, suffocating silence that follows a miracle—or a catastrophe. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶
Alvian sat amidst the rubble, his chest heaving. The adrenaline that had fueled his suicidal charge against a God was fading, replaced by a bone-deep exhaustion. But his eyes were wide open, fixated on ...
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