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Elara nodded.

“No,” the tower replied. “But someone did. Would you like to see it? The animation?” 94fbradobe

Elara suited up and dove into the Sandsift, her consciousness compressed into a needle of light. The world around her was fractured—half-rendered chairs floated past crumbling JPEGs of forgotten sunsets. And then she saw it. Elara nodded

The tower wasn't code. It was a promise. Elara nodded. “No