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... seemed deliberate, every breath a message.
They reached a small stream that wound sideways across the path. The water shone in sunlight, carrying scent of sulphur and stone. On the far bank was a cluster of the same fungi Grace had encountered, blue-veined, glowing faintly. Jude stood before it, feeling his chest tighten.
"This is the place," he breathed.
Lucy knelt to collect one. Touching the gill-sides gently. Emma took a small flask of water and poured a ritual offeri ...
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