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CHAPTER 72: The Breach
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2026-03-26 16:06:00Marcus
Their little footsteps still echo in my head, synchronized with the disordered beating of my heart. Léon. Lilou. The names spin, imprint themselves. Soft, light names that contrast violently with the weight of their existence.
I haven't moved. The sun rises, warming the terrace stones, but a coldness persists inside me, deep down. It's no longer the shame of the dream. It's a far greater vertigo. The vertigo of the obvious.
Their resemblance is
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