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... though time itself had given up the ghost to the claustrophobic atmosphere that hung over the courtyard like a spell cast by some unknown, ancient hands. The ever-hungry Tsetse Fly, Buzz Windbreaker, hung about the obsidian-barked tree without ever venturing far. Something in the land’s silence felt sacred, forbidden, and fatal.
Every sunrise oozed through the canopy like golden resin, and every moonrise snaked through the branches like a spectre serpent, and Buzz was reminded that the w ...
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