The Fragile Bridge

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The rain in the outskirts of London was not a storm, but a persistent, grey veil that seemed to mute the colors of the world. Julian stood by the window of his small, rented cottage, watching the mist roll over the hills of the Cotswolds. He was a man who had once traversed the crystalline lattices of the higher dimensions, a being who had reached the zenith of spiritual evolution. He had...

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