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Mejiro Ardan's hands trembled.
The evening sun cast mottled patterns across the floor through the window frame, dust motes drifting lazily in the light. Everything seemed so tranquil—so still, as though nothing would ever disturb it.
She had never imagined that Dream Weaver would speak to her for the first time on such an ordinary day.
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