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The Obscuritas was gone, but it had kept a piece of her to remember what "being" felt like.
As she sang, the fog recoiled. It couldn't swallow the vibration of her lungs or the heat of her blood. The more she asserted her existence, the thinner the Obscuritas became, until it was nothing more than a mist, frustrated and starving. Obscuritas
She realized then that the Obscuritas didn't fear light; it feared . It was a vacuum that could only be filled by the weight of a soul. She began to sing—not a hymn, but a loud, discordant folk song from her childhood. The Obscuritas was gone, but it had kept
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