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Chapter 195: The weight of the Deep
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... , every body dragged beneath its surface, every prayer whispered in desperation—it all lived within the water. The tides carried memories as surely as they carried salt, and Poseidon had begun to hear them.
He stood at the edge of the drowned city, barefoot on the slick stones that had once been a marketplace. The water still clung to the ruins like a possessive lover, unwilling to release what it had claimed. Moonlight reflected on the ripples, turning them into shards of silver.
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