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... e meltdown twisted, arcs of swirling color forming a silhouette in the vortex. My lips pressed into a tight line. Belisarius. I knew that shape, that resonance. I recognized the half-manifest presence that threatened to cross the threshold from illusions into raw existence. The dryness in my mouth flared; I refused to let a flicker of dread show on my face.
Before I could move, the Harbinger raised a staff I hadn’t noticed before. Or perhaps illusions had disguised it until now. The melt ...
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