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... ing gates and into the nearby wilderness.
The air was crisp, carrying the faint scent of pine and wildflowers, and the ground crunched softly beneath his boots as they made their way through the morning mist.
Not far ahead, two familiar figures stood waiting, Benneca, with her usual unreadable, monotonous expression, and Clark, whose lips curled into a disdainful smirk the moment his gaze fell on John.
Benneca’s dark eyes met his without a flicker of emotion. "I hope my s ...
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