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He unclasped it and opened it up again, bringing out the samples encased in clear resin. they weren't just ornaments. it was an old way to keep objects in stasis.

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Concurrence: Chapter 9

The slug had overpenetrated its brittle body, the kinetic force tearing a chunk of the nest behind it apart, the resin falling like a giant breadcrumb. “stay behind me!”

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