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... .
Just... stillness.
The ground beneath him wasn’t rock. Wasn’t dirt.
It felt like pages.
He looked down.
The surface was made of thousands—maybe millions—of paper-thin sheets, all overlapping like fish scales. Each one pulsed faintly red, and tiny letters crawled across them like ants trying to escape a burning forest.
He crouched.
Picked one up.
The letters on it stopped moving the moment his fingers touched the page.
Then ...
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