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... and down dissolved first. Then distance. Then the sense that his body occupied a single place at all. Ryon felt himself stretched thin across something vast and cold, awareness pulled like threads through layers of time that did not respect sequence.
The abyss breathed.
Not air — memory.
The platform vanished beneath his feet, replaced by endless white stone etched with sigils that shifted as he looked at them, rearranging into patterns he almost recognized. Almost.
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