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... with theatrical caution, trailing behind Caspian as the two made their way through the eerie, half-decayed forest of the forsaken path.
The air was unnaturally dry, as if every molecule was professionally trained to suck the moisture from living skin, which—according to Seravine—was an unforgivable crime against beauty.
She had, with zero shame and full confidence, draped herself in Caspian’s royal cloak the moment they passed the dying tree line.
"It’s the air," she snif ...
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