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One morning, Elias found a crack in the obsidian face. A thin, jagged line running from the center to the edge. That same day, the village’s eldest storyteller, Dona Mira, forgot the beginning of the Founding Tale. By noon, the baker’s wife could no longer recall her own daughter’s laugh. By sunset, the river’s name had vanished from every tongue.

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