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... er the weight of something that didn’t yet have a name.
The air, once merely stifling, turned into a wet cloth that clung to the skin—heavy and dense like a sealed cave. Even the insects stopped.
The branches, which had been swaying in the night wind, went still.
The forest held its breath—and so did I.
The first thing I saw were the eyes.
They didn’t glow like the little ones—the hungry red dots.
They were bigger.
Deeper.
Green, li ...
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