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CHAPTER 35: The Trial of Two

Author: Timothy
last update publish date: 2026-07-24 15:41:07
The fall should have killed me.

​Instead, the crimson void swallowed every sense of direction until up and down lost all meaning. Heat wrapped around me without burning, while ribbons of scarlet light drifted through the darkness, carrying whispers in languages so ancient they stirred something deep in my blood. None of the words made sense, yet each one left a dull ache behind, as though I should have remembered them.

​My boots struck solid ground hard enough to jar my knees.

​I stumbled, caugh
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