"Behind her, Eva’s breath hitched—she’d felt it too, the sudden prickle of wrongness in the air."
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"The edges shimmered, not with light, but with the absence of it—like someone had cut a hole in reality itself and left the void exposed."
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"One moment, she was breathing in the damp stink of London rain; the next, the air was thick with the scent of ripe fruit and something richer, darker—spiced wine, caramelised meat, the sweet rot of overripe peaches."
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"The amber sky stretched endlessly, but the horizon wasn’t flat—it curved, like they were standing inside a vast, hollowed-out fruit."
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"Beyond them, orchards of twisted trees bore fruit Aurora didn’t recognise—some glowed faintly, others pulsed like hearts."
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"Aurora took a step forward, and the petals beneath her feet crunched, releasing a burst of scent—cinnamon, cloves, something sharper beneath, like ozone."
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"On the opposite bank, figures moved—human-shaped, but too tall, too thin, their limbs elongated like stretched taffy."
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"The wood looked ancient, but not rotten—more like it had been *preserved*, pickled in time."
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"The caramel wasn’t just flowing—it was *breathing*, rising and falling in slow, rhythmic waves."
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"The liquid shimmered, catching the amber light, and for a moment, Aurora thought she saw shapes moving within it—hands reaching up, grasping at the air."
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"A hand—pale, bloated, fingers too long—breached the surface before sinking back into the depths."
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"The first stall held an array of fruits—some she recognised, others alien."
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"They hurried past, the market’s sounds fading behind them—laughter, the clink of glasses, the wet *thunk* of a cleaver through bone."
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"At its centre stood a tree unlike the others—massive, its trunk wider than a house, its roots twisting deep into the earth."
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"She was standing in a grand hall, its walls lined with mirrors that reflected not her, but *other versions* of her—some younger, some older, some with eyes black as pitch."
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"She screamed—and the vision shattered."
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"And then, from the darkness between the trees, a voice—smooth, rich, *hungry*."
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"Nyx’s form solidified beside them, their edges less defined here, as if the realm itself was tugging at their shadows."
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"They carried platters of food, their laughter ringing out in a language that made Aurora’s teeth ache."
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"It *sighed*, as if exhaling after centuries of holding its breath."
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"A vendor with too many teeth grinned at them, holding out a pomegranate split open to reveal seeds that glistened like rubies."
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"Its walls were made of something that looked like honeycomb, golden and translucent, and its towers spiralled upward like the horns of some great beast."
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"Smoke curled from its chimneys, carrying the scent of roasting meat and spices."
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"She was standing in a grand hall, its walls lined with mirrors that reflected not her, but *other versions* of her—some younger, some older, some with eyes blac…"
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"The hearts hanging from its branches beat faster, their rhythm syncing with the pendant’s pulse."