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... demy's world anymore.
There was no sound.
No wind.
Just... stillness.
And then the light returned, soft and unnatural, filling the space with a gentle glow.
A field
Endless, and impossibly vivid.
She stood in the middle of a meadow filled with sky-blue flowers, their petals pulsing faintly, almost rhythmically. The colors were surreal, like they had been painted onto the world by hand. Everything around her felt too clean, too dreamlike. ...
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