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... raint.
Jay sat beneath the twisted husk of a memory-tree, its branches flickering with incomplete leaves and broken lines of code. The wind here did not rustle; it whispered code-strings, unresolved questions looping like static in the silence.
He exhaled slowly.
> "Fifteen... maybe twenty steps left, huh?"
He did not say it aloud, but he felt it in his bones. The weight of nearing an end— not just to a battle, or a chapter— but to something more essential. A r ...
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