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... re in which life hemorrhaged. Every tremor was not a tumble of stone but a tumble of meaning.
Every pulse from the Root appeared to destroy something—space, sound, even memory—before filling it with something else, something off.
Shadows twisted into impossible shapes. Light warped, bending towards the center like prey toward the jaws of a predator. The Fork wasn’t shaking—it was being remade under their feet.
Kaito was at its center, his scythe set deep in stone to ancho ...
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