The shape in the water should not have been there. It was too big, too round, too wrong. My heartbeat drowned out the wind as I stared at the dark, burned-looking circle watching me back from the lake. Within minutes, villagers gathered, whispering, arguing, inventing theories that only made it worse. No one knew exac… Continues… What began as a quiet walk turned into an unsettling moment I still can’t shake. Standing by that lake, with strangers clustered around a silent, floating circle, I felt how quickly ordinary reality can crack. Every new guess — a trap, a weapon, a...
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