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"What had happened that night in the Odysseides home was like phantom tide that swept in and out of her mind, etching deeper into the sand with each return. Sometimes she could go weeks without thinking about it, sometimes days, sometimes only hours. But then it would come again: diconnection from the body she fought so hard to strengthen, the suffocating feeling of powerlessness."
Llana Masad, Lore