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“It came off my grandmother’s lullaby,” the girl whispered. “She used to sing it to me every night. But after she… left… the song got quieter. Last week, it fell off entirely. Now I can’t remember the tune at all.”

Elias nodded, brushing the dust into his palm. It felt like nothing. It weighed less than a thought. strimsy.word

“I remember,” she said. And she hummed the lullaby—all of it—perfectly. “It came off my grandmother’s lullaby,” the girl