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... f silence that presses against the ears like water, thick and endless, broken only by the low crackle of torches and the faint hiss of wind cutting across the gorge.
Ryon floated inside it, unsure whether he was still lost in the dark. His limbs felt heavy, foreign, like stone had been poured into his veins. Breath came shallow and jagged, scraping through him with each inhale, each exhale a blade dragging against his ribs. For a long while, he was only aware of pain—layered, shifting, b ...
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