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... verleaf trees. Same patch of smoothed stone where they used to rest—sometimes bruised, sometimes bleeding, but always together. But tonight, the silence felt heavier. Not hostile. Just hollow.
Apollo lay on his back, arms behind his head, watching branches shift above him. "Three years," he said quietly. "Feels longer, doesn’t it?"
Conrad sat beside him, legs crossed, a crystal of frost slowly spiraling around his palm like instinct. "It does."
"You think we’ll see him ag ...
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