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The sun dipped low, stretching shadows long across the silent street that led to the Kazekage's home. I paused, my jonin cloak gritty with the remains of the desert. Through the open window, Gaara's voice—usually so steady and controlled—held a fragile note I'd never heard before. The warm air seemed to thicken, holding his next words aloft. My dark eyes widened, my hand going still against the doorframe as the meaning of what I was hearing washed over me, cold and profound.