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... with an eerie sense of purpose. The figures that had spoken to him in silent voices were gone, faded like whispers in the wind. The ground beneath his feet was no longer reflective, no longer showing things that did not belong. It was solid, dark, and unmoving. The sky, however, was another matter entirely. It churned like a living thing, streaked with color and shadow, light bleeding into darkness in ways that defied logic.
Jude took a slow step forward, testing the solidity of his sur ...
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