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... hat it sounded like, unmarked, unpaved, and deeply committed to destroying the van’s suspension.
We’d been driving for fifteen minutes on what I generously called a "road" and more accurately would describe as "a vague suggestion of where wheels might go." Trees pressed in from both sides, branches scraping the van’s roof, and the headlights barely cut through the darkness.
"Are you sure this is right?" I asked for the third time.
"The GPS says yes." Azryth’s hands were t ...
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