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... y an oppressive stillness, as if time had ceased to breathe.
Lan stood waist-deep in black water that shimmered like spilled ink. It stretched forever in every direction, an ocean without shores or sound. Each ripple against his skin felt like the echo of thoughts not yet formed—memories waiting to be reborn.
He exhaled. The sound barely made a mark in the still air. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖
Then, a ripple. Not from him.
Footsteps. Across water.
Xie ...
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