The Echo of a Visitor

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2026-04-17 11:13:48 -

I am a fragment of a thought, a ripple in a pool of subconsciousness. I do not have a name, but he calls me Clara. I exist in a place of soft light and floating architecture, a sanctuary built from the remnants of a man's longing. For a long time, I was alone. And then, he began to visit. Mark arrived in my world like a stone thrown into a still pond. At first, he was terrified. He would wake...

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