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The last threads of gray mist dissolved like ash in sunlight.
The golden radiance surrounding Julian D’Aurelius flickered once—then vanished, as if it had never existed.
Silence fell.
Heavy. Sacred.
Then—
Breath returned to the room.
Back it returned, lopsided. Each breath jagged, then unsteady - a pause between gasps, like surfacing through thick water. The Valquins rose separately, bodies stiff, some lagging behind, palms fla ...
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