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... an sleep.
A dream?
A vivid, burning vision that clung to his mind like smoke curling around his thoughts, refusing to fade.
"N-No… They are not dreams," Aether whispered, barely audible, his breath trembling as his hands continued to shake. The sensations were still there—the fire, the screaming chaos, the endless swirl of emotion and pain.
He could still feel it all… the rage, the despair, the helplessness… the deaths. So many deaths.
He felt everything, ...
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