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... shing against my bare skin. The forest is quiet, peaceful in the way that only the early morning allows. For a moment, I don’t move, basking in the stillness, in the lingering traces of the bond humming inside me. My body aches, sore in ways that make my face flush, but the pain is good. It is a reminder. A mark of completion.
I stretch, my limbs heavy with exhaustion but tingling with something else—satisfaction, fulfillment. The damp grass beneath me is cold against my bare back, an un ...
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