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... st a breath.
A presence.
A need to remain.
Somewhere deep inside the Threadscape—far beyond the old borders of the Dominion’s control and beneath the ruins of what was once called the Heart of Language—a strange building began to appear.
It wasn’t created by players. It wasn’t designed by any system command or coding routine. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
It grew on its own.
From memories that refused to fade.
From grief that still lingere ...
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