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... st floor. New foxglove bloomed alongside paths. Saplings unfurled new leaves. Fireflies thickened. The watchers moved slowly now, some near hearth, others at shrine stones, some drifting within homes’ corners, silent presence that warmed.
Jude and Grace stood in orchard at midday. They watched Sel‑Tah guide wives in watchers’ tongue, and children wore watchers’ cravings of language.
He reached for Grace. "Memory became our gift, and now we share it."
She smiled. "Memory b ...
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