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... n't air anymore; it was the suffocating weight of silence thick enough to chew on. No birds. No bugs. Not even the wind dared to whistle. Even his own breath sounded intrusive, like it didn't belong in this world.
And yet he moved.
One step at a time, through trees that weren't quite trees anymore. Their bark had faces, eyes closed as if dreaming nightmares into the world. Their leaves shifted colors like bruises blooming in reverse, some curling inwards, whispering to one anothe ...
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