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... > The lavender was from the healing salves — rows of glass jars lining the walls, their contents glowing faintly with infused Aether in soft blues and greens. The lightning was from the diagnostic arrays — Aether-crystal panels mounted above each bed that scanned patients continuously, projecting translucent readouts of core status, meridian flow, and injury assessment that hovered in the air like medical ghosts.
I sat on the edge of a bed I’d been told to lie in and refused to, because ...
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