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... eets instead of warped ground. Building foundations still standing, walls cracked but recognizable, alleys laid out with intent rather than distortion. Compared to the lighthouse island, this place felt... grounded. Wounded, but not twisted.
Noel walked at a steady pace, boots echoing softly against the road. Beside him, Noir sat briefly on a broken step, watching the street ahead with quiet alertness before padding after him again. She didn’t speak. She didn’t need to.
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