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Kael’s chest tightened. “You’re taking them? Their dreams?”

He wrote her name. And then he began to build something that even the Yumeost could never sweep away. yumeost

Kael stood alone in the plaza. The pile of film reels—his mother’s laugh, the wedding kiss, the child’s step—lay at his feet. He knelt and gathered them into his arms. They were cold. They weighed nothing. They weighed everything. Kael’s chest tightened

But tonight, something was wrong.

The Yumeost paused. Why?