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... through the mist-laden hills like a serpent unsure of its own direction. Kael walked it mechanically, his boots scuffing against the dirt, kicking up faint clouds of dust that mingled with the damp air.
His mind was as clouded as the sky above.
Gray.
Heavy.
Impenetrable.
He had no destination, no orders to follow, no war to march back to. For the first time since he’d gripped a blade as a boy, he was no one. Not a soldier. Not a weapon. Not the Executioner ...
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