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... orning was the same to Kairen – not by the sun, which remained a soft haze behind the turmoil-shrouded veil, but by the constant, pounding thrum of the great waterfall.
He sat on the slick, wet rock Vanamali had directed him to, legs crossed, eyes closed, trying to obey the Sage’s apparently impossible instruction: hear a solitary drop amidst the cascade.
It was like madness. The sound wasn’t just loud; it was a sensory thing. It was perceived through the rock beneath him, vibrat ...
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