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... te in the cold air. Every crunch of snow, every rustle of broken branches pulled him forward. He followed the faint trail of Felix and Matthey — footprints pressed deep into the snow, half-covered by drifting flakes.
Minutes passed before he noticed the sounds had stopped. The forest grew quiet. No wind. No birds. Only the faint creak of frozen trees. Ezra slowed, then crouched, pressing a hand against the cold bark of a nearby trunk. He climbed up silently, his fingers digging into the ...
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