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... Lena continued. "Not afraid, don’t mistake me. But disturbed. Like a sense of smell forced to take in too many scents at once. If you are within that caravan, your trail will fracture. Not vanish, but scatter."
Valerie let out a long breath. In her chest, relief mingled with grief. The path existed. But it was real, and it meant she truly had to leave.
"Three days," she murmured.
"Three days," Lena nodded. "To prepare. To decide what you will leave behind and what you wil ...
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