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... rwyn
The morning air was thick with dust and dread as the final preparations for the march began.
Sam, Teron, and a group of other slaves worked side by side, dismantling the soldiers’ tents. Their hands moved with dull efficiency—untying knots, folding canvas, stacking wooden frames. Nearby, more captives did the same, their faces drawn, their eyes hollow from too many sleepless nights.
Soldiers moved among them, keeping careful watch. Some barked orders, while ...
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