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... red on where they had been, his thoughts already sinking backward—into then.
Into the time before his master departed from this world.
The memory slid in like mist, soft and slow.
The air was thick with the dry scent of old grass and metal—a soldier’s camp on the edge of nowhere, where tents flapped like tired flags and the scent of iron never left your fingers. The sun had begun to set then, smearing the sky in rusted gold as soldiers finished their drills and scattered ...
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