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The air in the Hall of Ancestral Study was warm with sunlight and ancient incense. Dust motes swirled like tiny spirits in the shafts of light beaming through the sandstone windows.
Levin sat at the long table, a hand unconsciously pressed to his abdomen as a faint tug twisted inside him—soft but sharp enough to steal a breath. A pulse, like someone knocking from inside the newly shaped womb.
’Why does it ache... after the second threshold...?’
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