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... that precedes the rupture of a spatial rift. The body feels ripped from itself, the entire world reduced to a single line of light. Yet, in that suspended microsecond, something flickered in my mind... a spark of recognition, or perhaps a warning.
When the flash dissipated, my feet sank slightly into warm, damp soil. The air carried the dense perfume of vegetation, mingled with the insistent hum of insects and the distant calls of birds I knew were far from harmless. A wave of heat embra ...
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