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The first thing James noticed wasn't the silence—it was his own heartbeat. *Thump. Thump. Thump.* Each beat echoed in his skull, a metronome counting down to... what? His eyes adjusted to the dim light, taking in grey walls that seemed to absorb shadows rather than cast them. The air felt wrong—stale, yet somehow charged with potential, like the moment before lightning strikes. A wooden table occupied the center of the room. Upon it sat three items: an ink bottle, a quill, and a sheet of pristine parchment. Nothing else. No doors. No windows...
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Through the dormitory window, Oracle's update notifications painted the night sky like dying stars, each one a reminder of the invisible chains that bound them. Crude pressed her palm against the glass, watching her reflection fragment into a thousand error messages."Ten years," she whispered, her silver collar catching moonlight. "Ten years of Oracle's promises, and we still can't share a table at Le Petit Query without setting off reality warnings.”Cala's laugh was hollow, scraping against the silence. "The anniversary celebrations start t...
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