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... violently.
It simply did not resist.
The moment the Patron’s foot pressed into the pale grass, the fog rose.
It did not surge like a storm or crawl like smoke. It seeped–thin as breath on cold glass–then thickened until distance lost meaning. Sound dulled. Color softened. The world narrowed until only weight, contact, and forward motion remained.
No one spoke.
They walked.
Each step felt measured. ...
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