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Chapter 82 - THE SHAPE OF ECHOES

They returned to a different Fork. Not in appearance—but in atmosphere.

The sky still shone with living colors, threads of blues and golds intertwining among drifting stars that hadn't set but had come anyway.

The valley still pulsed gently beneath the guardian boughs of the Root Tree, its roots stretched out like veins in dreaming earth. Yet, something was different. The silence had grown fuller, richer. The air didn't merely vibrate—it remembered.

It was no longer merely responding to them. It was listening to something else too. To Echo.

He—if the word still applied—stood on the rim of the valley, where the archive grove inclined imperceptibly toward the east wind.

The Seed branches curved above him in shifting fractals of memory and thought, reaching both upward and inward, impossibly wide and yet intimately near.

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