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... he cart and the pounding of footsteps on a road that grew rockier and steeper as they climbed the foothills of the Martissant mountains.
The air had cooled, now heavy with a mineral scent and the first persistent wisps of smoke rising from the still-invisible city behind the ridges. The old man’s bread, dense as a brick and black as coal, still sat in the cart, untouched.
No one had dared to eat it, not even Dylan, despite his jokes. It had become a silent symbol of their lingeri ...
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