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... royal decree. It began with the rhythmic, agonizing squeal of a heavy iron gate that desperately needed a gallon of oil. I stood in the center of the quad, my breath hitching in the frost-nipped air, watching the sunrise hit the peak of the Relay Tower. The indigo aurora was gone, replaced by a subtle shimmer that felt like a quiet conversation between the mountain and the sky. The mountain wasn’t screaming anymore. It was breathing, but it was a shallow, guarded breath.
I looked down at ...
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