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... ied."
Using charcoal and paper from his satchel, he carefully sketched the clearest markings. He didn’t know what they meant, but they held weight, like a memory buried deep in language itself. When he finished, the four of them hurried back toward the orchard. Mist chased them, swirling at their heels until they passed the shipwreck. Beyond that point, it vanished as if it had never been.
The rest were waiting.
The moment Jude stepped into the central yard, the energy sh ...
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