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... ith a strange kind of stillness.
Not the peaceful sort of calm that came with sunrise over the island’s coast, nor the tense quiet before a confrontation. It was another kind—something like the island holding its breath, as though some unseen mechanism deep beneath its soil had begun to turn.
Mist crawled low across the forest floor. Dew gathered along the canvas of tents, sliding down in thin rivulets. Early sunlight filtered through the treetops in fractured shafts, scattering ...
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