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Chapter 38: A week Later
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... steps echoed dully against the stone as the cohort marched through the Canyon of Death. Their limbs moved without will, minds steeped in fog, eyes glassy and vacant. They were husks, strung together by some unseen thread, trailing along the river’s edge as if reeled in by the current.
Damien led them—silent, and unreadable. Behind him followed the Grey Monk, then Jenna, Joseph, James, and finally... Blythe, or whatever force now wore her skin. Her mouth was stretched into an unnatural, c ...
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