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... d architectural confidence you only get from rectangles that passed their safety inspections. The air is cool. The light is steady. The floor does not sigh.
Which is why I don’t trust a single square inch of it.
"Place your bets," Valeria says, bright in my forearm. "Invisible marbles, judgmental tiles, or the classic ’falling ceiling that just wants attention’?"
Erebus brushes the pact-line once. "Proceed."
I take three short-guard steps—tip quiet, hips stacked, ...
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