The Pale Echo

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The Pale Echo

The dream began, as it always did, with the sensation of falling into a room that was not there. Elias Vane stood in the center of a circular chamber, the walls lined with shelves that held no books, only glass jars filled with a viscous, pale fluid that pulsed like a slow heartbeat. He was not afraid. Fear required a boundary between the self and the world, and here, the boundary had...

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