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... trees, endless and merciless.
Every step felt heavier than the last. My boots were caked in mud, my shoulders aching from the satchel strap biting into my skin. The only sound was our breathing, uneven and tired. Even Bram had run out of jokes an hour ago.
Mira’s eyes scanned the treeline with her usual precision, but I could see the strain in her posture. She walked close—closer than usual—as if daring the world to try and touch me. Lyra, flickering faintly like a phantom ember ...
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