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... his right foot applied differently to his left foot, and another day of repetition.
Sometimes, the ferryman would appear, but Enkrid still respected his opinion and kept silent.
The ferryman no longer got angry over these things. This bastard was always like this. The ferryman simply said what he needed to say.
“It’s already over.”
He spoke as a bard who sang of despair, as a farmer who planted the seeds of defeat.
Enkrid naturally ignored the ferryman’s ...
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