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CHAPTER 168 — THE WEIGHT OF MAYBE
Author: Duxtoscrib
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Morning arrived without consensus.

In some districts, the sun rose twice, once pale and hesitant, once sharp and decisive. In others, it never quite committed, lingering below the skyline as if waiting for permission. Echo City no longer agreed on what now meant, only that it was happening whether anyone approved or not.

Lina woke with the taste of iron in her mouth.

She lay still, counting breaths that didn’t line up with her heartbeat. The room around her, a borrowed apartment above an abandoned metro node, flickered at the edges, textures stuttering as if the walls were remembering how solid they used to be.

Kael was already awake.

He sat on the floor near the window, back against the wall, watching the street below. His reflection in the glass lagged behind him, then caught up too quickly.

“You feel it too,” Lina said.

Kael didn’t turn. “The city’s holding its breath.”

Lina pushed herself upright. “No. It’s waiting.” For what, neither of them said.

By midmorning, the fractures ret
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