"Keep your eyes closed," Dominic instructed gently. His deep voice carried a hint of playful amusement."I am trying," I laughed softly. I kept my hands over my eyes as we walked over the uneven ground.We had driven to the far eastern edge of the Obsidian property. It was early in the morning, and the air smelled like pine needles and fresh dew. Dominic held my elbow, guiding me carefully through the dense trees."Just a few more steps," Dominic promised. The crunching of dry leaves under our boots echoed in the quiet woods. "Alright. Stop here. You can open your eyes."I lowered my hands and opened my eyes.We stood in a vast, open clearing surrounded by ancient, towering trees. A gentle stream flowed quietly along the edge of the space, sparkling in the morning sunlight. But the most striking feature of the clearing was the bright orange string stretched across the grass, held in place by dozens of wooden stakes.My architectural mind instantly recognized the geometric layout. It w
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