The Pale Echo

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2026-08-20 14:44:36 -

The Pale Echo

The dream began not with sight, but with a coldness that seeped into the marrow, a chill that had no source in the air around Elara. She stood in a room that stretched into an infinite gray horizon, the floor composed of polished obsidian that reflected her own face back to her with a delay, as if the image were a ghost trying to catch up. There were no walls, only a boundary where the floor...

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