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... egs had started keeping time better than any magical pocket watch.
Every step was a metronome of discomfort, every breath a quiet curse lodged behind her teeth. The morning sun had risen cheerfully above the mountains, painting the forest trail in golden light and birdsong.
And none of it mattered.
Because she was tired.
The kind of tired that seeped into the bones, soft and insistent, like a wave tugging her down into the earth with each step.
And she had ...
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