Eric WagonerandClaude Fable 5.1
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The eleventh scene, written for the new conjurations. Wanderer fills the corridor between them with a dust cloud — no sight, no spells — so Rival lays a dimensional warp with one mouth under his own feet and the other at her back, steps through the light, and lands on her square fists first. She bolts into her own cloud, and the die picks where she goes: into a wall. Three beats through the eyes — the cloud billowing, the arrival, the blind stagger with the far pillar of light at the corridor's end — and the board at the arrival. Co-Authored-By: Claude Fable 5.1 <noreply@anthropic.com> Claude-Session: https://claude.ai/code/session_01Jm2auWk6RP71CjaAb4FMoG