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... tening to the whistling wind outside the cave. It sounded like countless vengeful spirits weaving and wailing between the rock walls, making my skin crawl.
I shifted to get more comfortable. "This place... it’s too quiet. Unsettlingly quiet."
He hummed softly, his fingers idly combing through my hair. "Death Canyon wasn’t named for nothing. This was once the final battleground for two ancient Wolfman Tribes. So many died here that their blood soaked every grain of sand and every ...
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