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... em. With each step, the roots grew thicker, tighter woven into the walls and floor like muscle cords pulled taut. The air felt denser now. Not just heavy with dust or age, but pressure. Like something vast was breathing, and they were inside its lungs.
No one needed to say it. They were close.
The glow pulsing through the floor and the base of the walls wasn’t just light. It was rhythm. Like veins beating with something old and buried. The roots shimmered faintly green every few ...
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