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... e. But something heavier. Thinner. Like the echo of something that tried to burn through, and failed.
Glass crunched underfoot as I shifted to stand. Every tick of the surviving clocks sounded unnatural now. Too loud. Too slow. Like time itself was catching its breath.
Tatsuya still hadn't moved.
His sword was sheathed, but his eyes hadn't changed. He stood near the doorway, staring down at his hands like he didn't recognize them. Rin sat on the floor beside the workbench ...
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