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... m, the heat here was overwhelming.
His skin burned, his throat was parched as though he hadn't tasted water in decades, and yet he couldn't move.
His muscles felt like lead, rooted to the ground, the weight of the fire pressing down on him, unrelenting.
The thought of death briefly flickered in his mind. Was this how it would end?
"Atticus!"
"Atticus!"
A voice cut through the inferno, calling his name. It was distant, yet unmistakable—a voice that ...
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