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The Shadow Beneath the Sun
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2026-08-08 07:14:00The horizon stayed empty for three days.
I watched it every morning. Every evening. Stood at the edge of the village, the wind biting at my cheeks, and scanned the distant treeline. Looking for shapes. Looking for movement. Looking for the whispers to turn into thunder. Nothing came. But the silence didn't feel peaceful. It felt loaded. Heavy. Like the world was holding its breath, waiting for something to crack. Alpha had given me a
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