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... ping down into the soil as if the island itself had begun to weep.
Jude stood motionless at the edge of the clearing, staring at the lingering mist still curling in the trees where the watchers had vanished into the sky the night before. The ritual had ended. The light had faded. But something remained, a pressure, a hush that wasn’t natural. He glanced over his shoulder.
The wives were gathered under the sheltering awning of the central longhouse, their voices low, eyes flicking ...
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