@thebookofzora

The echo isn’t a whisper: it’s hunger reverberating in your bones. The light-path across the lake is no longer a path—it’s an open throat. Each step tears you from the earth as the fractured sky sucks your essence. Instincts scream “flee,” but your feet move toward the void. - @rohekbenitez.eth

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