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the horizon's secret (7)

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By andor rosenPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read
the horizon's secret (7)
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Glowing symbols adorned the walls, seemingly alive as they pulsated in rhythm with the crew’s heartbeats. “Here!” Theo exclaimed, pointing to a chamber ahead where the drone lay in shards.

But before they could approach, a low hum resonated through the air, vibrating against their bones. “What is that?” Malik asked, eyes darting around. A sudden flash of light illuminated the chamber, revealing figures cloaked in shimmering fabric, their features obscured.

They hovered above the ground, eyes gleaming with an unsettling intelligence. “Back! We need to—” Elara began, but it was too late. The beings extended their arms, and the air crackled with energy.

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