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... proved useless to the pair, so Ceremus sat back and took in the sights before them.
The river lived up to its name; it was tranquil and still, with waters as black as ink, yet clear enough to see one's reflection. Atilla kept a watchful eye on the river as they went along, carefully observing their surroundings.
It was clear the boy was still on edge, so Ceremus let him be, finding it a waste of breath to tell him to calm down. Everything had been quiet thus far, until the young ...
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