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Chapter 188. It Either Opens or It Doesn’t. (It Opened.)
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... re all present, not preserved or maintained, but simply abandoned, like objects intended to endure through time.
The silence enveloping the scene was almost tangible, as if time itself had chosen to halt in respect. Dust motes floated gracefully in the beams of light, illuminating the beauty of decay and the untold stories that lingered, waiting to be discovered.
The material was the island’s dark volcanic rock, which was shaped into articulated plates that covered the hand and f ...
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