Calla worked. Generators hummed, coils thrummed, and vats of her polymer bubble-solution shimmered under makeshift lights. The Village watched as translucent spheres floated from her lab, tethered into a growing lattice that curved skyward. Slowly, impossibly, they merged into one colossal dome. A bubble, glistening like liquid glass, encased the entire Village. For the first time, Calla believed her obsession wasn’t foolish, it had saved lives. The Purifying Village was untouchable.
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