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... process without not-Needle to carry me; my scale-flesh felt heavy, weighed down by my thoughts. I slithered by the Coreless of the many-nest in a listless daze, hardly paying any attention to my surroundings. The shouts and cries of the Coreless day-to-day activities flowed past my ears unnoticed.
Eventually, I heard a familiar voice.
Little Guardian! Little Guardian, its you!
I broke from my daze, finding myself within a different section of the many-nest than I had expe ...
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