The world's source

At this end Anna and Esme Crane had just entered room 803 when at the other end the back door of the eighth carriage opened and Doris came through the ninth carriage.

She glanced at the pocket watch hanging over her bed; it was past eleven o'clock at night, approaching the morning of Obsidian Day, and it was finally dawning.

Esme Crane's hand resting on her back stroked her slowly, soothing her and conveying her meaning: restrain yourself, don't do it.

At the end of the sentence, Doris choked up a little. Through her tear-blurred pupils, she could clearly see the emotions that Paulina was holding back from showing on her face, the corners of her lips trembling, and also crystal tears welling up in her eyes.

"Pfft..." Anna, who had been in a state of sadness and indignation, suddenly erupted in laughter.

The words told to her earlier by the head of Leibniz and passed down from generation to generation: "The sun is the nucleus of the world, the moon is the eye that watches, and in the s
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