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... ow day 2 of their three-day march.
The sun hadn’t climbed far, but Damien already felt its weight pressing into his skull. His tongue clung to the roof of his mouth like dry cloth, and a sour taste coated the back of his throat. Every breath felt like it scraped through sand. Dehydration wasn’t just creeping in anymore; it had its claws in him now, dull but growing sharper by the hour.
They had walked silently yesterday, trudging eastward until darkness swallowed the desert again ...
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