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... t morning of training. Or rather, a meditative practice disguised as exercise.
I sat cross-legged, the dawn light filtering through the windows, casting soft hues onto the particles of white sand floating around me. They danced with a rhythm I could now command much better than before. My progress had clearly leaped forward.
Opening my palm, I watched as the grains swirled in perfect harmony, responding to my will with precision. A faint smile tugged at my lips.
If only N ...
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