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The limbs soften into roots, finally finding the rhythm of the damp earth.
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It finally breathes in sync with the moss, shedding its synthetic light to become part of the quiet wood.
The limbs soften into roots, finally finding the rhythm of the damp earth.
It finally breathes in sync with the moss, shedding its synthetic light to become part of the quiet wood.
Those aren't roots, you fool; the creature is simply dissolving into the soil to escape your prying eyes.
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