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Chapter 81: This Mark Of Mine
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... ng through moss and leaf-litter, the occasional root snagging at my toes. The others take my excuse of "just tripped" at face value. The tension in their shoulders slackens, and their attention slides back to the woods, to the ever-present threat of something watching us from the shadows. Only Elijah lingers near me, his concern plain in the set of his jaw, the way his eyes flick over me. I give him a quick, dismissive nod. I'd rather deal with monsters than his pity.
Zaria's another sto ...
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