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... but as a slow, reluctant tide.
The first thing to breach the surface was sensation— a deep, resonant ache in her chest, a phantom echo of the shattering impact that had promised her oblivion.
It was a dull throb now, held at bay by a gentle, pervasive warmth that seeped into her bones.
"Qwy."
The second thing was sound: a frantic, high-pitched chirping, close to her ear.
"Qwy...?" Her voice was a dry rasp, barely scraping its way out of her throat or what ...
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