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... t the glare, her boots crunching over the ruined earth, glass crunching beneath every step. A wasteland stretched around them in all directions—barren, yet strangely beautiful. Crystalline shards jutted from the cracked ground like fossilized lightning, some floating gently midair as if time had forgotten them. The sky was impossibly blue, serene even... and crowned with not one, but two crescent moons that hung opposite each other like mirrored commas. She walked in silence at first. So did Qui ...
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