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... he sand. Nobody needs to explain why. The vibration of a gallop is an invitation, and we’ve already RSVP’d to one Worm attack today.
The silence between us has texture now. Not the comfortable kind from before the ride. The kind that forms over a wound—thin, fragile, functional.
Minutes pass. The tower grows.
What was a silhouette on the horizon is becoming architecture.
The twisted coral helices reveal detail with every hundred feet we close—fossilized ridges spi ...
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