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Even after the silence of the Clac, something lingered in the air — a residual vibration, imperceptible to the ear, but pulsing at the back of Dylan’s throat like a taut string he had plucked, refusing to still.
He had the impression he’d slit the very skin of the world, and that it was slowly becoming aware of him — turning toward him a dark, curious eye.
The forest had gone mute.
No birdcall, no rustle in the undergrowth. Only the obstinate murmur of the ri ...
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