Darkness does not claim Sofia all at once.It peels away in layers.The weight of her body fades first—the ache in her chest, the burn in her lungs, the frantic echo of Theo’s voice calling her name. Then sound dissolves, stretching thin until it becomes a distant hum, like wind moving through hollow bone.When sensation returns, it is not pain she feels.It is present.She stands on a road that does not exist on any map she has ever seen.The ground beneath her feet is pale stone veined with silver light, warm and faintly pulsing, as if alive. The sky above is neither night nor day—an endless twilight washed in moon-glow, where constellations drift like memories rather than stars.This is not a dream.Her blood knows it.“This is the Memory Field,” Sofia whispers, the words arriving without thought. “The place between.”Between past and present.Between li
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